Saw some interesting glasses online and thought "I'd love to see a reaper who wears these."
The glasses I saw:

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Saw some interesting glasses online and thought "I'd love to see a reaper who wears these."
The glasses I saw:
Jun 1, 2023
of all things poison by červień (krasavik)
Author summary:
Scott’s grip on the can in his hands tightened; he had wondered many things, too. Thinking about dad was not unlike this orange soda – dad used to stock up on oranges to help with hangovers, but never orange juice or citrus drinks. Scott’s childhood was a blur of too tall legs, slurred words, and oranges. Did he enjoy the fruit because of that? Or would he have gravitated to orange sodas over anything else regardless?
What else of dad’s did he have? Scott didn’t know. Being a werewolf, now, he never would know.
On the relationship between Scott McCall and alcohol.
Reasons to love the fic: Uhm? Ahhhh!! This fic gripped me in all of the best ways. The exploration of each time period weaved in with the post canon setting is sooo good. All of the relationships are so well done! This is just gut punch after gut punch and I kept going back for more. Fantastic fic.