(Reply).
| Sun | Mon | Tue | Wed | Thu | Fri | Sat |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
|
1
|
2
|
|||||
|
3
|
4
|
5
|
6 |
7
|
8
|
9
|
|
10
|
11
|
12
|
13
|
14
|
15
|
16
|
|
17
|
18
|
19
|
20
|
21
|
22
|
23
|
|
24
|
25
|
26
|
27
|
28
|
29
|
30
|
|
31
|
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I figured I should leave a comment like the nice lurking reader I am.
When I finished this fic I literally spent two minutes laughing in disbelief and alternating between putting my hands over my face and waving them in the air going HOW. HOWWWW.
I honestly just do not understand HOW this can exist. HOW DO YOU WRITE DAMNIT.
This like. Ugh. My buttons. Here let me give them to you so you can push them aggressively.
Do want.
Please write more. And more and more and more.
And then some more Stiles grows his hair out and it just adds to the manhandling appeal.