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People have so many thoughts. Which is fine. But Wesley literally said he loved Fred before he knew her. Fred and Wesley are endgame. They have their problems like most relationships in this show, but it is what it is.

I ship Wesley with everyone, and I also am a HUGE Wes and Fed fan. I just enjoy every canon ship of Wesley. I am fucking spoiled.

I am sorry the show happened and you disliked it. That's not my problem.

And I enjoy Fresley. You don't? Cool.

Anyway the comics are genuinely amazing and it’s awesome how you’re able to mimic the style of the classic comics so well! I hope you have as much fun making these as all us voices of the digital void do reading it!

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Send " ❗❗❗ " for your muse to suddenly and unexpectedly kiss mine.

Dwight’s head swivels over his shoulder, his pace coming to a stop, footsteps echoing in the dark. The witch stands there, listening carefully for the second pair that he was sure he heard coming from behind him. The street was empty, the only soul being Dwight and the passing car that disappeared into the fog. The headlight over him flickers, sputtering with life until it eventually burns out, leaving the witch in darkness.

Before Dwight could even scream, he feels something grab his arm and yank him into the alleyway. There’s no time to reaction as he’s pressed up against the wall, wrists held tightly above his head trapping him, piercing eyes staring into his own, the eyes of a predator staring into a prey’s. Then came the crashing of the lips, capturing Dwight in a passionate kiss.

“Mmm!” Dwight’s eyes shut as he kisses back, his heart thumping in his chest as he could feel Lucio’s tongue slip in, earning a soft moan from the witch. When they pull back, Dwight could feel his face heated and his knees slightly weak.