Kristoph Gavin
kkristoph.bsky.social
Kristoph Gavin
@kkristoph.bsky.social
Written by Lilly, 26.
Once and forever, my Wright.
October 15, 2025 at 10:23 PM
Well, I wouldn’t want my Wright to be so strongly affiliated with yet another psychopath.
October 15, 2025 at 9:50 PM
It seemed like you were sharing some personal struggles with me, and I got concerned for a moment. Please keep working on your mental health..!
October 15, 2025 at 9:34 PM
I couldn’t agree more. Will I have the chance to meet you and properly present a gift? Totally innocent and harmless, for the sake of our shared piece of youth.
October 15, 2025 at 9:25 PM
Have you been able to talk to your therapists about that?
October 15, 2025 at 9:14 PM
I have plenty of room to speak. I fear the loss of my loved ones and I mourn the ones I lost, like many murderers do.
October 14, 2025 at 12:35 AM
Sad!
October 2, 2025 at 9:02 PM
To clarify, are you referring to the Boogeyman accusations? Because they do make sense.
October 2, 2025 at 8:55 PM
Pardon?
September 25, 2025 at 8:33 PM
That explains a lot.
September 25, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Such a dangerous man.
September 25, 2025 at 4:45 PM
Kristoph closed his eyes again. "Behave," he grumbled, pulling him closer by a bare wrist. "I know you can do it."
September 24, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Kristoph barely lifted his sleep-heavy eyelids to glance at Miles. "...Hm?"
September 24, 2025 at 5:16 PM
a chocolate cake with the number 50 on top
ALT: a chocolate cake with the number 50 on top
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September 3, 2025 at 5:13 PM
You can't possibly be unable to provide the court with a medical note, can you?
August 30, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Oh my, that sounds like the most comfortable bed. It makes me long for a night or two in it.
August 26, 2025 at 7:01 AM
I can't blame him: his mattress was firm at the edges, yet way too tender and yielding in the center, like some sort of soufflé. Overuse, I suppose.
August 25, 2025 at 7:16 PM
How relatable! Though in my case, it was a matter of falling asleep in his very bed.
August 25, 2025 at 6:41 PM
+ He placed a slender hand on his chest. "Something tells me we've crossed paths at his residence on a few occasions, though I know you mostly through his words and those of the press."
August 15, 2025 at 5:49 PM
"I believe we do," he said, stepping gracefully into the room. The two books he was holding, previously hidden, were now visible to Lana: a thick law book (The Limits of Criminal Law) and a smaller, well-loved, narrative book. "We have a friend in common, Damon Gant. I’m Attorney Gavin." +
August 15, 2025 at 5:49 PM
+ “Ms. Skye, is it?” he said, the softest smile playing on his lips as he tilted his head slightly into the room, “I must say, I didn’t expect to find you here, of all places.”
August 14, 2025 at 4:59 PM
Kristoph softly pushed open the swing door with the tips of his free hand. Then he silently paused on the threshold, his body caught between the corridor and the room, pondering the familiar features of the woman who was tidying up that sad imitation of a classroom. +
August 14, 2025 at 4:59 PM