I keep this posted for shits and giggles. This entire story is a trauma block.

eventual smut

/straight up smut

(fluff and eventual smut) Friendship usually has a line but to two nancy retards that line is almost always blurred especially when intoxicated. It takes one loud mouthed Australian to get it through to their heads, which creates an anomaly of things for the two individuals to question and answer.

//SMUT// This takes place during Edward watermelon-hands.......fuck my life. if you enjoy it please vote and comment if i should make more or even an actual story

//SMUT Nothing like the taste of Iron.

*purely fluff

Sex in plane sex in car in some other places and some romantic cute shit

You just met Joji but, you knew you'd be with him till the day you die