zenonclaw

zenonclaw

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zenonclaw Kazutora Hanemiya: A tragic character in Tokyo Revengers, Kazutora is haunted by his past mistakes and struggles between loyalty and guilt.

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Popular with businesses in Hong Kong SAR
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English, Chinese (Simplified), French, German, Italian, Japanese, Korean, Portuguese (Brazil), Spanish, and Turkish

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5.0
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  • 10% of ratings are 4 stars
  • 2% of ratings are 3 stars
  • 0% of ratings are 2 stars
  • 1% of ratings are 1 stars
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zenonclaw Kazutora Hanemiya: A tragic character in Tokyo Revengers, Kazutora is haunted by his past mistakes and struggles between loyalty and guilt.

December 14, 2024

“You’ll get him next time, sport,” Noah said under his breath as the defeated warrior was carried off. Already, the gas had dissipated in the open air, fading into nothingness above the crowds.

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United States
Almost 2 years using the app
November 14, 2024

As she expected the next day, her father was in his chipper mood, catching him only as he left the house given it was the start of a new week.

Noel and Twins
United States
Over 1 year using the app
December 22, 2024

Sarah wrapped her arms around his bicep, thick with muscle from lifting and working in his day-to-day job. She laced her fingers through the curly hairs on his arm, locking herself into her favourite position. Her face rested on the sleeve of his white work polo, the textured fabric rubbing against her cheek. She glanced up to her dad’s face, the light of the TV playing across his stubbled face and exhausted expression. He was barely paying attention, mostly zoning out after his long day. She nuzzled closer to him and breathed deeply. Besides being close to her dad, another reason Sarah loved these nightly cuddles was being able to smell her dad. Even after a long day of work, he never seemed to smell bad, and in fact it mostly enhanced his musk. It was hard to describe, but it was mostly smoky, with some savoury notes as well, something like a campfire meal she always thought. It was hearty and comforting to her and always made her feel better no matter what sort of day she had.

Photeinos Athletics
United States
10 months using the app

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Developer

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6566 Bristol Pkwy, Suite 701, Culver City, CA, 82540, US

Launched

October 21, 2024

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