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“Fuck you. Like you get a damn fucking say on my life after the shit you fucking pulled.” Haruhi snapped as he in a fit of rage threw one of his glass containers of cotton balls at Sett, only missing Sett by just a few inches. The glass was easy to shatter and fall to the ground while he took sett in, a deep hatred burning in his eyes while he glared deep into his exs soul. In this moment Haruhi’s hurt hand was the only thing not burning in rage on his body, instead it was dripping with blood and trembling from the searing pain. Haruhi’s eyes held more hurt than his glass embedded did in this moment making him mutter another swear as the rag was getting more and more soaked by the minute before Haruhi finally turned away from Sett. ”You fucking left me half dead…Fucking abandoned like some cheap whore to the mercy of my fucking shit hole parents and society.” Haruhi snapped as he dragged out his medical supplies from a drawer. Setting down an half full bottle of his own personal vodka from under his desk he poured himself a shot and drank it before he worked slowly on pulling out the large pieces of glass from his hand. “You don’t even know the pure Hell! I fucking went through when they found out about you about me. I had nowhere to go no one to turn to….I was trapped in pure hell until they fucking died! Oh but even then you didn’t come back! They were well known in the medical field I mean their funeral services were massive the medical companies mourned them for weeks….and yet it was me all alone fighting through it all.” Haruhi snapped as he focused on the pain and started to stitch his hand closed once he removed the glass letting his pain and anger fuel his clear mind. ”Now! Oh fucking now you show up after I’m finally good…Finally Happy? You want to come crawling back with some bullshit like you fucked up, or you wanna play it off as I chose the wrong place to work? WELL FUCK YOU!” Haruhi yelled as he slammed his fist back into his desk and sank into his chair covering his face as hot tears fell down. ”Shit went south for me right after you abandoned me, I didn’t get prime choices in life…I got what my parents forced and then locked away… I got what I was allowed by their choices…the perfect son. The one arranged to marry and only free after the accident took my life options….I got to go into a fucking shit show of pervy men to learn my skill and deal with shitty boyfriends who knew how easy I could be used!” Haruhi yelled as he threw his arm across his desk the supplies scattering as he laughed broken and gesturing to the office around him and his life in general as he swayed slightly with the motion clearly drunk as he steadied himself the man a complete lightweight. “My last ex burnt down my home. Got me barred from working in the field I killed myself for years to be in….he beat the fucking shit out of me for leaving….he fucking still stalks me I can’t sleep alone or fucking trust anyone…..this may be a “shitty” job…but Mishka is kind to me he stood by me through all of the mess. He cleaned up the problems I was facing and he keeps me safe.” Mishka whispered his voice devoid of all feeling as he looked at Sett. ”It’s more than you ever did when you left me to die.” Haruhi hissed as he poured himself another drink his body shaking in so much pain and anger.

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Asher had been through a battel zone before—violent, physical ones, and the quiet that usally followed after—but nothing prepared him for the sound Kaito made. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t even fully formed. Just a soft, strangled breath of a noise, like something uncaged had slipped through the cracks. And it hit Asher like a shockwave. His wolf, who had been pacing restlessly beneath his skin since Kaito pulled away, froze. Then—slowly, deliberately—lifted its head. Every muscle in Asher’s body locked. The air in his lungs went razor-thin. His heartbeat thudded once, hard enough to hurt. Because that sound..that sound. It was instinct-level familiar. In a bone-deep familiar way as his soul recognize something he thought, he had no business feeling. But before the truth could fully surface, Asher shoved it down—hard. He couldn’t afford to glimpse the full shape of it. Not when Kaito was already spiraling and desperately trying to keep distance between them. Asher didn’t take a step forward. Didn’t reach out. Didn’t move. But gods, he wanted to. The wolf inside him wasn’t aggressive. It wasn’t even territorial. It was… curious. It leaned toward the faint, fragile flare inside Kaito—not physically, but instinctively. Like catching the barest hint of a scent it had been waiting its whole life to detect without ever knowing it was waiting for it. The impression was faint. A whisper. A flicker. But it was there. A wolf. Half-wild, half-awake, and tied to Kaito in a way that made Asher’s own wolf sit perfectly still while listening. That’s impossible, Asher thought sharply. How could Kaito be a werewolf hybrid? And how hadn’t he fundet out before. Kaito had never showed even a trace of a wolf. He cut the thought off. Right now wasn’t about understanding. It was about Kaito—who could barely breathe, who was terrified of himself, who looked like one wrong move from breaking. So Asher forced his breathing steady. Forced his wolf to heel. Forced himself not to respond to that accidental, instinctive sound Kaito had made—the one that had nearly torn something primal inside him. Because he couldn’t let Kaito see that, not right now. Couldn’t let him feel it. Not when he was already convinced he was dangerous. But the truth settled in Asher’s chest. Because his wolf had recognized it. (Mate.) The word flared inside him so suddenly Asher almost flinched. He didn’t let it show. Didn’t let a single flicker of it reach his face. Not when Kaito was shaking apart in front of him and needed safety, not pressure. He wouldn't deny it. He couldn’t. His wolf wouldn’t let him even if he had wanted to. And he watched Kaito fight to keep control of something he hadn’t asked for, something that was frightening him, reshaping his world from the inside out. “Kaito,” he said, careful and slow as he finally managed to speak, “I hear you but take a deep breath.” No judgement. No fear. His wolf pressed against his ribs, wanting closer, wanting to answer the sound Kaito had made. Wanting to comfort it pair Asher held it back. For Kaito’s sake. He kept his gaze soft, anchored, absolute. “You’re not going to hurt me,” he said quietly. “Not now. Not like this.” Asher stood steady, holding himself together with sheer, brutal discipline. While his wolf whispered at the back of his mind—soft, reverent, certain. Mine...mine ..MINE!! Asher pushed his wolf futher down. For the first time in his life, ignoring his wolf felt impossible. Asher hadn’t wanted to use it. Not on Kaito. Not like this. The Alpha charm wasn’t gentle magic. It wasn’t meant for comfort, not truly. It was instinct-driven dominance polished into something useful. A tool that could force a wolf twice his size to drop to its knees if he pushed hard enough. But he knew panic when he saw it. And Kaito was drowning in it. Asher took one slow step closer. His hands stayed at his sides. His posture stayed neutral. Nothing threatening. But inside his chest, he opened a door. And let a little of his wolf’s authority slip out. Just a bit. His voice dropped, deeper than before, threaded with something low and resonant, something no human or mage could detect, but every wolf would feel in their bones. “Kaito,” Asher said, the sound shaped with deliberate, controlled power, “breathe.” The word didn’t echo. But it carried. The Alpha charm wasn’t loud. It was felt, like an invisible weight settling over the air, warm and firm and grounding. A presence more than a command. It pressed gently, guiding rather than forcing. “Steady now.” The resonance in his voice deepened a fraction, brushing over the raw edges of Kaito’s panic like a steadying hand against the back of his neck. Not controlling. Not dominating. Just anchoring. Asher didn’t let it go any stronger than that. If he pushed too hard, the charm would shove Kaito to his knees whether he wanted it or not. And Asher would never do that to him. His jaw clenched as the charm rippled outward, softer this time, coaxing rather than demanding. “You’re safe,” he murmured, the words humming with Alpha calm. “You’re not losing control. You’re just scared.” His wolf leaned into the charm instinctively, but Asher kept it leashed. Tight. Careful. He could feel the moment it reached Kaito—the way the panic in the air shifted, the tension changing texture. Not gone, but no longer spiraling. No longer breaking him apart. Even faint, even restrained, the charm did what it was meant to do: It steadied the wolf inside Kaito. And it steadied Kaito along with it. Asher exhaled slowly, letting the power dim but not close completely. “Good,” he said quietly, eyes locked on Kaito. “Just like that.” The irony wasn’t lost on him. Alpha charm didn’t work on mages. Not even a little. Which meant one thing. It only worked because there was wolf inside Kaito to hear it. His heart twisted painfully at that. Kaito had no idea what was happening to him. No idea what Asher was doing. No idea why it worked. The charm pulsed one final time, soft and warm and grounding. “Look at me,” Asher said gently, though the charm made the words feel bigger, heavier, without ever turning harsh. “You’re not dangerous. Not to me.” A painful truth flickered in him. (You could hurt me, but you wouldn't.) But he kept that truth buried. The charm faded completely, leaving only Asher presence. He inhaled slowly, grounding himself now too. “Kaito,” he said, voice finally normal again, “I promise you. It going to be alright.”

This one has been shared by Ruli on Aarin, she bought it. The same link, the same pw. Ruli asked not to share it outside of Aarin. Guys, it is not good to post it here, really. Not better than thieves from weibo do.

Omg I’m late too lol, but thanks for being so nice! I can wait until you re-upload it.

Thank you very much for reuploading! But i think i am once again late to the party because the file is now privated. But still, thank you

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Hello!! I'm looking for Passion, Diaphonic symphonia and Raga BLCD from audiocomics kr.. I'm a huge Passion frantic. I absolutely love Passion so much, I have so many PDF, unreleased and special side stories which can't be found anywhere. I even have Physical copy of Passion whole series.. but I just desperately need Passion dramaCD. I will give you my children, my kidneys and hearts too, I will worship and thank you eternally. Please any one who has Passion, DS, Raga cd DM me. I have some JP cds too, I can share if your looking for any.... I have no intention to re-upload or do anything like that, cus I know well.. I just love Passion alot, and I would even die for Passion cd... so I hope someone can share it with me.. pleaseeeeeeee (´TωT`)

Many thanks @tacchan13 san for your kind sharing

Hello!! I'm looking for Passion, Diaphonic symphonia and Raga BLCD from audiocomics kr.. I'm a huge Passion frantic. I absolutely love Passion so much, I have so many PDF, unreleased and special side stories which can't be found anywhere. I even have Physical copy of Passion whole series.. but I just desperately need Passion dramaCD. I will give you my children, my kidneys and hearts too, I will worship and thank you eternally. Please any one who has Passion, DS, Raga cd DM me. I have some JP cds too, I can share if your looking for any.... I have no intention to re-upload or do anything like that, cus I know well.. I just love Passion alot, and I would even die for Passion cd... so I hope someone can share it with me.. pleaseeeeeeee (´TωT`)

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Hey!! I have this one. DM me

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Another good one to have! Thank you! The artstyle looks quite soothing!

It's OK! Here, I made a vid. I go kinda fast, so feel free to pause! Archive Though hmmm... if you tried what I did in the video, I'd say redownload the game files, maybe? Sometimes that fixes that kinda stuff.

As Sora’s head was pulled back it expose his throat and Fang showed him mercy. [You're mine.] His voice was raspy and hot. A sweet ache settled deep in Sora’s chest, a warmth that spread through his veins, chasing away the chill of their recent arguments. "Yes ahm.. ah only yours" Sora nodded back as Fang devoured the back of his neck. The human trembled in his arms from pleasure. He was back, his Fang, his passionate, caring, sweet boyfriend was finally here with him. Weeks of sharp words, and cold shoulders melted away with each second and each possessive bite. This was their way of making up. It was a raw, untamed and primal dance that stripped away all pretense. The roughness, the insistent pressure, it all felt exquisitely right. He loved this side of Fang, the feral edge that only he seemed to unleash. It made him feel cherished, deeply desired, utterly consumed. He welcomed the storm, eager to meet Fang’s intensity with his own. He pushed back, arching into each thrust, a silent challenge. His fingernails, still digging into the drywall, left faint white trails, but he barely registered the discomfort. His body sang with sensation, a symphony of pleasure and pain. He felt the thick, hard knot of Fang’s cock stretching him, filling him to capacity. The skin around his asshole felt taut, exquisitely sensitive, each inward plush that made his insides hum. Sora rotated his hips, a subtle grind that met Fang’s rhythm, encouraging him to go deeper. The air between them grew thick with the scent of sex, sweat, and something musky, distinctly Fang. "Fang..ah please, Fang!" He gasped, the words tumbling out, raw and unbidden. His head thrashed against the wall, his vision blurring with the intensity. He felt Fang’s fingers intertwine with his own, pressing his hand flat against the cool plaster, a shared anchor in the swirling tempest. The pressure on his hip intensified, a vice-like grip that held him firmly in place, even as his knees threatened to buckle. He welcomed the bruising, the tangible proof of Fang’s desperate need. It was a language they both understood, a visceral communication that transcended words. The rhythmic pounding against his aching prostate was becoming unbearable, yet he craved more. He could feel the pulse of Fang’s cock deep inside him, a heavy throb that echoed in his own core. He wanted to torment him, to push him to the brink, to make him lose all semblance of control. He bit his lip, holding back a scream, a low moan rumbling in his throat instead. He shifted his weight, a subtle movement that tightened his internal muscles around Fang’s shaft, milking him, drawing a guttural growl from the werewolf. 'Oh, you like that?' He whispered, his voice hoarse, barely audible above the frantic shlicking sounds of their bodies. He felt Fang’s breath hitch against his neck, a hot gust that sent shivers down his spine. He could feel the tension building in Fang. He kept moving his hips, in wide circle that eliciting a sharp gasp from the other. Sora was so close. "Don’t hold back for me." His voice was a seductive purr, laced with a playful challenge. Fangs fingers digging into the small of his spine, driving him forward into each thrust. Sora’s legs trembled, his muscles screaming, but he wouldn’t give in. Not yet. He wanted to watch Fang unravel, to witness the raw, beautiful chaos of his climax. He felt the familiar pressure building in his own body, a delicious tension that threatened to snap. But he held back, focusing solely on Fang. He imagined the cum building in Fang’s balls, the desperate need to release. He wanted to be the cause of that, to be the vessel that held his alpha’s wild passion. He squeezed his internal muscles again, a deliberate clench that made Fang moan, a deep, throaty sound that vibrated through Sora’s entire being. "Ah ah give it to me, Fang.. Ngh give me everything." He bit down on his bottom lip, a wave of pure pleasure washing over him. His muscles spasmed and clenching around Fang’s cock. A scream of ecstasy escaping his lips as his body convulsed, and Sora feel a powerful climax rippling through him, sending waves of pure bliss through his core.

Title: Pomegaba! Series: Gintama Pairing: Takasugi x Gintoki Rating: SFW/Fluffy Circle/Artist: Nitro candy/Nitro ame/Salt Year: 2022 Scanned by: chillerific89/Kogenta3 Sharing and translating is ok but keep the Artist credits in the file! Just when Takasugi and Gintoki's life has settled down, Takasugi returns after being away from home for a week! What happens when Gintoki, feeling increasingly lonely, turns into a dog? Find out how Takasugi turns him back into a human!...Or something like that. Download links: https://app.box.com/s/o3itr682rq0z1x5rvsyozb9j3m0hfgi2 https://mega.nz/file/afY0hZjA#UO4H19Q5lMoppRayUWsh0p-NWcjH6RHH72iI8hfI1o8

I'm so late, can you please re-upload it?? :( I'll be waiting

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Setts demeanor faulted ever so slightly when Mishka spoke about Haruhi. It seemed the two of them were far closer than he ever could of imagined, and he knew they had history, and what's worse, it seemed Haruhi was aware of the business he was in... What was he to do? What could he say? Mishka had actually one upped him, and somehow manged to dig his nails and brainwash Haruhi in the process. [ " I assume you’re done here? I’ve got dinner plans.”] "Tch--" Sett retracted his knife and slipped it into his pocket. The anger radiating off of him was evident, as he sulked. He shoved his hands into his pockets as Mishka left the room, but he didnt follow...not immediately. He stared at the the ground trying to wrestle with his anger, and makes sense of the situation he was in. Haruhi was....out of his reach... He wasn't safe... "Sett..." Sho called out to him, looking alittle concerned. He sighed, finally walking out of Mishka's office. The club was busy...alive as always, but his gaze fell over to the bar where Mishka was, and with him...Haruhi and....Yukie? He titled his head to the side. What the hell? ( You've got to be shitting me...) Was Mishka's so called bunny...Yukie? The same Yukie Kai was searching for and begging him to find and rescue. He looked just like the photos Kai had given him. There was no denying it. That was him. " fuck me..." his hissed under his breath as he watched Mishka leave the bar with Yukie, the two looking rather chummy but to be honest he couldn't really focus on them...he was too busy trying to ignore the cold stare Haruhi was giving him. He didn't want to face him... he knew he fucked up...he knew it....but he didn't have many options, and back then, he thought he was doing Haruhi a favor. He didnt belong with someone like him... " Sett...what do you want to do?" Sho whispered. Sett shook his head, turning his back to the bar. Part of him wanted to approach Haruhi...another part of him dreaded it. " Sett...we should go...you can't...help him.." " Shut up..." he muttered. He glanced back at the bar, seeing Haruhi getting up from his stool and leaving abruptly. He saw how the red head stepped behind the bar and grabbed a rag, only to wrap his hand up. Did he hurt himself? Had he drank to much? Haruhi was leaving. Sett took a step toward him, only to feel a hand grab his shoulder. Sho stopping him. "Boss...think this through...I dont think this is a good idea..." Sett shoved him aside. "Then leave..." He quickly follwoed after Haruhi, easily finding the medical room hidden in back of the club. The place Mishka had mentioned before. So Haruhi really did work here. Sett entered the room, and slowly shut the door behind him, it was small but it had everything someone would need to treat a patient, even a small operating table and cabinet's full of medical supplies. Sett leaned aginest the door, wanting to block it so Haruhi wouldn't leave....if Haruhi paid attention, he'd hear a soft click. Meaning Sett had locked them inside. Sett's expression was grim, and he didnt look like the man Haruhi had dated back in highschool. He was covered in tattoos and piercing now. Even grew a few more inches...and that fun, charming aura he once carried...was no where to be seen. " Why are you here.." His voice hinting at the fact that he was disappointed in Haruhi. "Out of all the damn jobs you could of had...you pick this hellhole."

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I am late T-T any chance for reupload? thx!!! TAT