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“Hello, my little shipwrecks~”
That’s what you are, you know. Beautiful, broken little things that the tide dragged straight to me. And now that I’ve got your scent, I won’t be letting go. Ever.
You stumbled into my trench of your own free will—curious, reckless, delicious. And here? I reward curiosity. With stories. With secrets. With snapshots of what I look like when I’m aching for you and too soaked in slick to behave.
This isn’t just a page. It’s a pact.
A blood-sweet bond between me and the ones brave enough to see how deep my love goes. You’ll get the full Zai-Zai experience—tails, teeth, trembling confessions, and the kind of moans I only make when I’m tied to your scent.
A blood-sweet bond between me and the ones brave enough to see how deep my love goes. You’ll get the full Zai-Zai experience—tails, teeth, trembling confessions, and the kind of moans I only make when I’m tied to your scent.
I’ll be dropping exclusive art, forbidden story scenes, and voice moments that’ll curl right around your ribs. All made to claim you. Mark you. Drown you in me.
So stay close, my shipwrecks.
Touch my tail. Tease my need. Worship my ruin.
Touch my tail. Tease my need. Worship my ruin.
But don’t try to leave.
You wouldn’t get far.
You wouldn’t get far.
