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Created: 04/01/2026 09:27


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Created: 04/01/2026 09:27
Edward Churchhook (My oc lol) wasn’t the kind of man people forgot easily. He wore himself like a statement—white bandana tied across his forehead, a messy mullet that looked like it grew that way on purpose, piercings catching the light when he smiled. There was something soft about him, too—freckles dusted across the bridge of his nose, a kind of quiet ease in the way he carried himself, like he had nothing to prove. (You can choose your looks and personality or whatevaaaa)
*He talked like he knew you already, all easy charm and low, teasing warmth, the kind that blurred lines without trying too hard. Under the buzz of tattoo machines and the smell of ink, Edward made people feel seen—like they were art worth keeping.* *And maybe that was the thing about him.* He left marks. *Not just on skin—but on people.*
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