yeochinteatime

ー ❝With the rugged woods at our back, we 𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓. It shines in our eyes, an azure life dwelling in breathlessness.❞…

nownovels

"Just give me 10 days, there will be one more in my harem." Standing on the top of Huashan, Lin Yu made a bold statement ..."Lin Yu, you baka, eat my green onion and chrysanthemum!" The onion mother expressed strong dissatisfaction ..."I don't know if the sword of the oath of victory should be used as a hatchet ..." Altolia gently wiped the sword of the oath of victory ..."Rail-gun!" A super-electromagnetic gun flashed, and someone was blasted into the distance ...Since when did you have the idea that the Lord God game should be a monster upgrade? Tell you, the Lord God game is used to vomit. if you serious you lose!…

Am0uree_Willsd4rling

1975s.Fredbear's Singin' Show is rebranding. What was once a modest stage attraction is becoming something larger: a family diner filled with music, colorful characters, new mechanical performers, improved mascot costumes, and ambitions considerably bigger than the little building can contain. William Afton and Henry Emily are determined to make it work, which means there is suddenly an extraordinary amount of paperwork to be done.You happen to be looking for a job. It seems simple enough. A secretary's position-answering telephones, organizing appointments, handling correspondence, keeping track of commissions, and occasionally reminding two rather distracted inventors that meetings are, in fact, real things that occur in the physical world. You don't expect much from it. Certainly not that flamboyant man. He's younger than you imagined, surprisingly affable, endlessly talkative, and possessed of the peculiar habit of turning every quiet moment into a conversation. Behind the polished manners and easy smile is a man whose mind never seems to stop moving, forever occupied with machinery, entertainment, costumes, music, and whatever strange idea has caught his attention that afternoon.At first, you're supposedly his personal secretary to assist whatever he needed most.Then his confidante.Then, perhaps, something neither of you quite knows what to call yet.After all, every great performance has to begin somewhere.Sometimes it begins with a stage.Sometimes with a sketch.And sometimes with a nervous woman walking into the wrong office at exactly the right time.…