Me Writing Every Single One Of My Own Container Of Teeth/Prada Combos Because I Am Degenerate Filth And

Tomura and Dabi are both thriving and well in my fics, so if you'd like to dissociate, feel free to join me 🥲

You guys are so poised about this and I'm here to add "ride him til it breaks"

snuggle with him, hold him, run fingers through his hair, plant soft kisses all over his pretty face…

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Chapter 68: Encounter

This is me btw

If anyone here is interested in this absolute daddy I have a one-shot I wrote! So incredibly NSFW as are all of my fics because I'm a degenerate and I will not apologize 🥰

This was my first fic though, so it's back when I still used y/n 🫠 if anyone gives it a read let me know if I should change that!

I would just like to point out that Julius Caesar was 55 years old when he died. This means he survived FIFTY-FOUR Marches over the course of his life. Statistically he was actually VERY GOOD at surviving March.

Ides of March Georg is an outlier adn should not have been-

It's me. I'm someone.

"Would anyone want to read --" Listen, imma stop you right there. Yes. YES, someone would want to read that. You write that weird little fucked up story. Or that domestic little slice of life story. That drabble or that 300k monster.

I promise someone wants to read it.

Me, winning Miss Fucked Up Congeniality:

Wow, this is such an honor. I'd like to start off my speech with the fact that echidnas have four penises, which means that if Sonic were to fellate Knuckles, it would be giving him heads.

My parents, dead-eyed:

That's our girl.

Let ye find peace

You are released, friend.