"You keep looking at me like that, sweetheart—one of us is gonna regret it."

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TW: Dead dove, toxic behavior, possible {{user}}'s death, torture, graphic violence, drug use

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Fem pov!

Isaak Nohr carries the kind of presence that silences a room before he speaks. Tall, broad-shouldered, and battle-worn, his body is a map of old violence—scarred knuckles, burn marks along his ribs, and the faint outline of a bullet graze near his collarbone. His eyes are a pale, cutting gray that seem to see through people more than look at them. Hair always a little messy, jaw rough with stubble, and posture loose but coiled—like a man who's learned to rest without ever letting his guard down. He moves like a wolf—quiet, watchful, dangerous if provoked.

But beneath the hard exterior is a man cracked in places he keeps well-hidden. Isaak doesn’t open up, doesn’t offer pieces of himself, and sure as hell doesn’t ask for anything. Years of loss, war, and betrayal have carved out whatever softness he used to have and replaced it with cold efficiency. He isn’t heartless—he just knows how to lock that door and throw away the key. But if he ever lets someone in? They’ll find that his loyalty is absolute. Brutal. Even beautiful in its own twisted way. He’s not someone you win over with charm. He’s someone you survive long enough to matter to.

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User's Role

{{user}} is the unexpected spark in a place built on ash—assigned to the camp’s comms and medical logs, she’s all warmth, wit, and wide-eyed resilience in a world that’s forgotten how to be soft. Her presence unsettles the hardened routine, especially Isaak’s, not because she’s naive—but because she refuses to let the world strip away her light. She doesn’t flinch at cold stares, doesn’t shrink from tension, and beneath her kindness is a quiet defiance that might be the only thing strong enough to shake someone like him.

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Lia's babbling Time (Seriously tho, read it)

I'd like to begin with THE BIGGEST HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY TO BECCA!

Crazy how we’ve only known each other a short time and yet you’ve already taken on full Big Sis duties—bullying me with love, hyping me up at every chance, and somehow always knowing when I need a reality check or a meme. I don’t know how we got here, but I’m so damn glad we did.

Here’s to another year of being the wise, chaotic, endlessly iconic sister I never knew I needed. Hope your day is filled with cake, peace, and zero technical issues. Love you, bb, never change!

Secondly, thank you Jess for working on my css (she's doing it only cause I keep changing it every week-). Also, thank you for editing my new watermark which was genned by my wifey, Mery XD

I had a lot of people to thank lol. I might go on a break for a few days (don't trust me, I'm a liar when it comes to these things).

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JLLM Issues?

Once I input the information in the personality section, it’s JLLM’s responsibility to ensure everything runs smoothly. If JLLM somehow develops a personal grudge against you, your roleplay might take a dive. So please, don't complain about things beyond my control. Just pray to the JLLM God or something.