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𝙎𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 - I. Yoichi [BLLK]
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  • Reads 30
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Jan 12
Spring is the season between winter and summer, when temperatures rise and plants and flowers bloom.

Spring is also when I met him, the love of my life,

𝙄𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙔𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞.

I have never expected my life would be turned upside down just from a misunderstanding, fate really has it ways, doesn't it?


☆゚⁠.⁠*⁠・⁠。♪

ok i love aot so what i miss my birdbrain and  lovergirl together so bad they're the reason i have depression💗
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Broken Doll

22 parts Ongoing

The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Cover by Canva Update: Random