Beau the werewolf cowboy next door neighbour 👀 by Mintmatcha
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Beau the werewolf cowboy next door neighbour 👀 by Mintmatcha
you would love laios
omg mint now that you say this i’m cuRIOUS
bakugo angrily listening as you use the Bz-bzbzb-Bz-bzbzbz setting iykwim
It’s so rhythmic it’s keeping him awake but at least he knows what stroke pattern to use when he comes over 🤷♀️🤷♀️
Little drabble based on @mintmatcha 's Soggy fics, I think about them occasionally, usually alone while cycling through miscellaneous shower thoughts, and this time I couldn't get it out of my head so I had to do something about it lol (tw angst and character death)
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Life is hardly ever fair - you accepted that long ago, years before you had ever met Makki. But once you did meet him, your confidence in that fact faltered, flickered like a candle in a gentle breeze. You even allowed yourself for fleeting moments in the dead of night to believe that maybe the universe was saying "it's your turn to be happy." That was all, of course, destroyed by that same universe as easily as a fruit fly being squished the moment you heard his diagnosis. That was the true moment in which you admitted fully, to your core, that life is hardly ever fair. So why then, as you sat at his bedside, holding his hand long past his last breath, were you cursing the universe? Why then, as you watched grim men take his lifeless body out of the room, all but unrecognizable from illness, did you scream and cry at them to bring him back? Why, if you already accepted how unfair it would be? You had already grieved him long before he left, yet that last glimmer of hope he held onto (perhaps on your behalf) being torn away from the world was so much worse than you could have ever imagined.
how about a widdol sero
widdol, you say...?
tucks hair behind my ears aizawa
mostly a grunt n groan n low moaner, but there are some good times that his partner can get him shouting and those shouts are typically what they seek
um EXCUSE ME was yesterday YOUR BIRTHDAY
fic assumption: you're a dirty lil freak. a pervert. a hussie. you have a fetish for a very specific body part.
Ok? And? Nothing new and no information gained!!! Come on girl. Don't be coy, share with the class.
All talk no follow through smh 🙄