Nowhere to Go but Down.... (Ashley Graves x Male Reader)
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Dernière publication ven., oct. 17, 2025
I was inspired to write my own Ashley Graves x Male Reader story.
I am fearful.
I'm not sure how good this will be, because Ashley is a bit of a hard character to write. If anybody has tips or ideas for me, they are very much appreciated. I plan to extend this a good way past the story of the actual game (assuming I can actually commit to it for that long), so I guess we'll see how that goes.
Bear with me, I guess.
I don't own or claim ownership to TCOAAL or any of its characters or dialogue.
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