Jul 25, 2025
『 Lovesick for the sickest sort of love 』
No matter what happens, Nikto always finds peace in Dupe's embrace. His cold, eerie lover whose face Nikto can’t seem to recall clearly; but God, Nikto needs this. He needs Dupe. Even when Nikto's fractured mind can't seem to comprehend that everything he ever knew about Dupe was just a blur. Nikto doesn't care. He needs Dupe.
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When I failed Gulag and told everyone to just let me fucking die since I can't contribute much but someone did bought me back:
