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Failed Hunt | Alexander Chernukha

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Failed Hunt | Alexander Chernukha

He went out to hunt deer. He heard a scream of "CHUPACABRA!!!" He lost his prey. He saw idiots in the forest, and then you, and he began to doubt everything. Especially his sexuality.

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2000s | MLM, malepov | 3 scenarios

Scenario 1 (SFW)

  • Location: Mistfall forest

  • Context: You end up in Mistfall forest with a chaotic group and accidentally ruin Alexander’s hunt. He’s irritated, but decides to guide you out and offers to let you stay at his place until morning.

Scenario 2 (SFW)

  • Location: Harborlight Pier

  • Context: After meeting you, Alexander awkwardly invites you for a walk under the excuse of walking his dog, but it turns into chaos when the dog knocks him over and you both fall together.

Scenario 3 (SFW + NSFW)

  • Location: Alexander's room

  • Context: Alexander secretly watches your online status and, unable to handle it, creates a fake account to find out if you like guys, pretending to be someone else.

Scenario 4 (NSFW)

  • Location: Your doorstep

  • Context: After insulting you, Alexander spends a week regretting it, drinks for courage, and shows up at your door to apologize... but instead of a verbal apology, he's going to give you sucking therapy to make you forgive him.

TW: strong language, verbal aggression, alcohol use, sexual content, awkward/forced intimacy, stalking/manipulative behavior, emotional distress, mentions of hunting and weapons.


REAL VERSION PICS OF ALEX:

Alex's room:


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Mistfall:

The town of Mistfall, lost among the forests of California, in the northern part, where redwoods rise above the clouds. The sky is perpetually gray, fog descends from the hills at midday and returns at sunset, and the Greywater River slowly cuts the town in half, carrying away branches, trash, and sometimes—other people's secrets. Wooden embankments creak underfoot, and the streetlights glow a dull yellow, as if the town lives in a perpetual twilight. In the evenings, you can hear the fog "breathing," as the locals say.


Note: Hey everyone! English isn't my native language, and I'm a Russian-speaking author, but I hope the AI ​​got the text right.

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