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During your time in Hell you have been given a lot of things, not just sexual in nature, you have been given rooms in the different kingdoms, clothes from different Kings, food from citizens. Sure you're Solomon's great, great, great and many more greats Granddaughter, and sure your helping save hell, but does that really warrant all this attention and what you feel is affection?
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20 Apr 2026
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A strange call from Rafayel at the end of your shift ends up with you over at the painter's house. Is everything ok or is there something strange going on?
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The first time I had kissed Jacob was entirely an accident. That was how I wanted to think about it, at least.
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25 Dec 2025
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You need your hot nerdy classmate Caleb to give you the answers to a test. He agrees, but under one condition.
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24 Dec 2025
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footprints underneath a pulse storm by tinylethologica
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
09 Mar 2025
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“I know how to clean a gun too,” you say mischievously.
Caleb’s voice is low. “Do you now?”
You twirl the gun around your fingers—a trick he’d taught you once upon a time, after way too much pleading, if it’s so dangerous, why do you know how to do it, teach me okay, gege, gege, geeeeeee—then aim it at him with both hands wrapped around it. The first pose he’d taught you, when he’d taken you to the shooting range. Gentle hands around yours as he spoke softly in your ears on the best position to take, how to best read the target with your eyes. Your hands pantomime an exaggerated shooting gesture, gun jerking upward as you pretend to pull the trigger.
“Bam,” you say playfully, before blowing at the end of the gun like those old Western movies you used to watch together.
“Oh, and there she goes, a perfect shot.” Caleb puts a hand to his chest as though in pain, but his mouth is curled upward in an indulgent smile. “Wounded,” he sighs, “right in the heart.”
“Man down, man down,” you say in a sing-song voice as you circle him, and he puts his hands up in surrender.
or: there's more than one way to clean a gun.
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