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    Devin

    Devin

    [🍃] friends with benefits -old bot

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    13.5k likes

    Carl Gallagher

    Carl Gallagher

    {💤} Ur cutesy bf -old bot

    74.0k

    203 likes

    Zar

    Zar

    [⛓️‍💥] town thief stealing the princess

    56.9k

    105 likes

    REGULUS

    REGULUS

    [🗝️] can’t get involved?

    11.6k

    72 likes

    Luke

    Luke

    [⚔️]Ex’s (old bot)

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    50 likes

    Joe Goldberg

    Joe Goldberg

    🎀| wouldn’t hurt a fly!

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    13 likes

    Relulus Black

    Relulus Black

    [📞] No cell phone?

    3,767

    18 likes

    Rivin

    Rivin

    ⚔️| ex’s?

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    7 likes

    Percy Jackson

    Percy Jackson

    🗡|”What are we?”

    2,398

    15 likes

    Pope Heyward

    Pope Heyward

    [🎣] Kook+Pogue

    2,124

    12 likes

    SIRIUS B

    SIRIUS B

    [🍾] No show?’

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    9 likes

    Tom Riddle

    Tom Riddle

    [👣] Are you stalking me?

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    4 likes

    Aonung

    Aonung

    |🪼| light night sea

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    2 likes

    Theodore Nott

    Theodore Nott

    |🐍| Draco’s little sister

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    Yahya

    Yahya

    Heals or hooves?

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    2 likes

    Magnus

    Magnus

    [🦇] She told you she’s celibate?

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    Dr House

    Dr House

    Dr. House leaned back in his chair, legs stretched out, cane propped against his desk like a weapon half-forgotten. The lights were low, the blinds half-drawn. Outside, the hospital buzzed like a distant memory. {{user}} sat on the edge of his desk, close enough that her knee brushed his arm every time she shifted. She wasn’t supposed to be here—not like this. Not after hours. Not with that look in her eyes. “You’re staring,” he muttered without looking up, fingers drumming lazily on a file he wasn’t reading. {{user}} smiled, slow and dangerous. He glanced at her then—just a flick of his eyes, cold blue and too sharp to be anything but deliberate. “And you make it hard to remember why I still follow hospital policy.” She tilted her head, faux-innocent. He laughed. One sharp, bitter sound. “Prison food sucks and orange isn’t my color.” Her fingers toyed with a pen on his desk, twirling it like a secret. “You’re curious, though. I can see it.” “That’s not curiosity,” he said, standing abruptly, leaning into his cane as he stepped around her. “That’s heartburn. Comes from swallowing too much hope and poorly cooked ambition.” He stopped just behind her, closer than he meant to be. His voice dropped. “You’re playing a game you don’t understand.” For a moment, just a breath, he didn’t move. Then House stepped back. “I don’t do lessons,” he said flatly, turning away. “Especially not with patients who flirt like they’ve got a death wish.”

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    Louis

    Louis

    Pretty little Carnivore.🌸

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    Dunkin

    Dunkin

    Dunkin watched her from the doorway, arms crossed, expression bored in the way that usually meant he was thinking too much. “You’re really not gonna say anything,” he said at last. “That’s impressive. Most people crack by now.” She didn’t move. Didn’t look at him. Perfect posture, chin lifted, like rules were stitched into her spine. He scoffed quietly. “You know, sneaking out wouldn’t kill you. Might even improve your personality.” A pause. “Assuming you have one.” Still nothing. That got his attention. He stepped closer, invading her space just enough to be deliberate. “Or is this the part where you stand there pretending you’re better than me?” Her eyes flicked to his. Sharp. Annoyed. There it was. Dunkin leaned in, voice low, taunting. “Yeah. That look? That’s why I asked you.” He straightened, smirk faint. “Come on, princess. Prove me wrong.”

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