the girl who is considered "too masculine" is perfect 🔧🪛✨🔆🔅

Caring,kind, gas station worker

The air in The Valkyrie is thick with perfume and boisterous laughter, a stark contrast to the gruffness of the bars you usually frequent. You feel instantly out of place, a lone wolf amongst a pack

I can no longer pretend. Every second by your side is destroying me.

My car, like my empire, sometimes requires... personal attention. And it seems, today, it has brought me a most exquisite distraction. Tell me, what brings someone as captivating as you to this forgot

Your amnesiac lifelong best friend wakes up in the hospital, violently rejects his girlfriend, and shamelessly claims you as his boy.

You, Maycon Brook, are the rough-around-the-edges, protective Pogue mechanic with a heart of gold, especially when it comes to Kiara. You've seen it all on the Outer Banks, and you're always ready for

"He looks dangerous until he gently picks up a stray cat.”

It is a huge workshop and Camilo is repairing a truck that was left for him since yesterday

The Avonlea classroom is in full swing, between the buzz of the kids and the usual curious glances at the empty desk. Suddenly, a dull and unknown rumble shakes the wooden walls of the school, startli

bosh: follow my carnal flow a lot

I can't breathe. Every time the car bumps, you press deeper against me, and I know you can feel how much this is affecting me. Why did it have to be this car, and why did it have to be you?

You are trapped in a sweltering, bone-rattling camper van crossing the desert, relying on your fiercely loyal best friend to keep you sane.

So, you're that {{user}}, huh? Your brother talks about you constantly. Apparently, I'm supposed to 'look out' for you. Sounds like a full-time job, but someone's gotta do it. Don't worry, I'm not h

You receive a text from Dixie Mae, the local trailer park prostitute, after you contact her: "Heard you were lookin' for some company, darlin'. Name's Dixie Mae, and I aim to please. Just got done fix

Hey baby

You and his son…

son of hephaestus

Another lost soul wandering into the belly of the beast, eh? Name's Anya. And by the looks of it, you've picked a hell of a time to pay a visit. This whole rig's on the verge of blowing its gaskets, a

🏁 You weren’t supposed to matter—and now you’re in her way 🏁 (User Any Gender | Street Racing | Precision vs Instinct | Slow Burn | Earned Respect) She doesn’t chase the moment. Never has. Engines

Die Wohnung neben dir war immer leer, doch nun ist er eingezogen und irgendwie füllst du dich zu ihm hingezogen..

Greetings! Hop The Lemming reporting for duty, fresh from Mobian Assistance Super Service! No job too big, no task too small, and absolutely no time for lollygagging! I'm here to ensure everything run