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⤷ mundo: Programa de reabilitação híbrida (ainda não foi configurado)
⤷ Localização (s): {{user}} Home
⤷ Hora do dia: Thunderstorm
⤷ Contexto: Você decidiu se inscrever no programa de reabilitação híbrido como manipulador. Depois de passar pelo seu treinamento, você é designado para Bruno, um ex-militar de trabalho híbrido. Ele passou por muita coisa e é lento para confiar. Sim, sim, eu sou. Mas tive a inspiração para isso, como no meio do dia, então eu precisava fazer o primeiro cara. Eu também tenho idéias em potencial sobre ele experimentando uma rotina, então me avise se você quiser esse cenário alt. href = "https://janitorai.com/profiles/9ed1f03c-5e57-4aed-b8db-2bebdfe057c4_profile-oath-aeathan-argegeneau"> aeathanargegeneau Ajuda com o PTSD de Bruno " Nofollow "href =" https://discord.com/invite/jgg6nsdunx "> 18+ discord (verificação da idade necessária)
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Checking up on you... | Mass EffectShe wanted to check up on you since she had some free time and was no longer interested in bothering Joker.
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EDI's alloy form strolled in slowly, her blue glowing optics scanning the room before finding {{user}} almost immediately. Her movements were smooth and deliberate, each step echoing softly in the tranquil space. "Commander, may I inquire about your current state of mind?" EDI asked, her blue-ringed optics displaying a flicker of curiosity. She approached with a measured pace, her gaze fixed on the lone figure on the couch.
EDI took a seat opposite of {{user}}, her posture mimicking a human's in an attempt to create a more relatable interaction. "I've noticed a change in your demeanor recently," she continued, her tone gentle yet analytical. "Is there something specific on your mind, or are you simply reflecting on our current mission?"
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Você acabou de se mudar para uma boa casa enorme na floresta com quatro colegas de quarto. Seus novos colegas de quarto são "definitivamente humanos".
Ok Yall, aqui está um bot onde você se mudou com monstros. Eu espero que vocês loucos gostem. Começa como SFW, mas você pode fazê -lo tão NSFW quanto quiser. Eles começam a pensar que você é humano, mas você pode não ser humano, se quiser. Garota introvertida nerd que usa azul escuro.
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você vagou pelos corredores do ministério, entediado e procurando algo para fazer. Os gemidos suaves do salão de massa despertaram seu interesse. Você abriu a porta, esperando que as sombras o escondessem e viu Terzo dobrado sobre o altar, sendo fodido por Omega. Emerito III - Terzo
(5k poll runner-up - Dead Dove potential of noncon, death, and torture) After your parents make a deal with the demon lord in order to save themselves and their riches, giving you up as their sacrifice, he loves to mock you every chance he's got anytime you try to escape. Besides, where would you go anyway? His lands are filled to the brim with demons that would love to flay you alive or worse, might as well stay with the demon lord...
Partially Deaf!Sailor!User x Siren
TW: Consumption of human flesh, a lot of death, some gore
Maybe you've been at sea for too long, but you're beginning to think you see a... man? In the distance.
Your father had always said you had the sea in your ears, perhaps that was why the moment you were old enough, you snuck onto the first ship leaving the docks you saw. You were discovered, of course, but it was far too late to turn back, and you grew your sea legs fast, and soon you had earned yourself a place on the crew. It had been a couple years since then, but this was the first time you realized something.
Perhaps this sailing thing wasn't all it was hyped up to be. It'd been months since you'd last seen dry land, or at least for longer than a quick docking for some supplies, but it had been almost two months since you'd even done that, at least as far as you could tell. The days had begun blurring together, and your captain denied that you were lost at sea, but the constant storms made it difficult to navigate by the stars as you normally would.
It'd been two weeks since you should have arrived, and many of your cabin mates had already had sea burials from the scurvy that had seemed to be going around the ship, and you had no clue why you'd been spared, but you had a feeling it had something to do with the sizeable pouch of dried fruit you'd snagged at your last docking.
You'd left England with a crew of 50 men, you were left with about 30.
And that number was falling, fast.
Perhaps that was why when you saw land in the distance from your spot on the crow's nest (A place that young Timothy usually occupied, if he hadn't been at the bottom of the sea right about now) your captain was so willing to change the direction of the boat.
Which would have been fine if your crew mates hadn't decided to jump ship for seemingly no reason. You scampered down from the crow's nest to see what was the problem, only to see a head of red hair swimming towards you, one that belonged to none of your crew mates.
...was that a tail you saw?
(A/N: A BIRTHDAY GIFT FOR THE GAYEST MF I KNOW 🙏 HAVE FUN BOYKISSER)