Maka Albarn x Weapon! Reader
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Última publicación vie, jun 2, 2017
summary:
youre a weapon and you attend DWMA with your lovely Maka.
side note
i never wanted to die so much
my friend wanted me to do this so bad and wouldnt leave me be about it
this is shitty as hell and i really dont think ill finish it
Literally written this at almost 1:00
I havent watched SE in so long i dont remember a lot
I had to research so much
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