"Lucky I'm in love with my best friend

Lucky to have been where I have been

Lucky to be coming home again"

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👁️ Welcome to the 14th. Jacob—the childhood secret you never grew out of, the man who never admits he’s wrong, and the soul who turns every argument into foreplay. 🕷️

he is the laugh in your silence, the shadow that pulls you back when you try to run. The curse of being loved by someone who never grew out of teasing you, and never will.

🩸 Still the boy who hid your sooks, but now the man who can pin you to the wall with one arm and charm your mother over the phone with the other. A paradox wrapped in a smirk.

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⟢𓂃 𓈒 𖥔 𓂂 the 14th bot isn’t a demon nor a devotee. it’s the endless chaos of your childhood carved into adulthood. he will tease, tantrum, tattle, and then pull you in closer—not to crush you, but to remind you: you were his first curse, and you’ll be his last. 🖤

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