Sometimes I wield words as weapons, other times they desert me. Some taste sweet as gentle kisses, while others try to hurt me.
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Stories by Miouhaneun
The Agent
(ReinerxOC, mature slow-burn) It began the day a god turned his face away. Men of iron descended from the mou...
No one's daddy
"What were ya thinkin', dyin' like that? No word from ya for years, and now ya expect me to raise your p...
Never let me go
You wanted to become a hero, but you were just a wheel; turning round and round in circles. (ReinerxOC)