Imagine Wilford wearing a semi flowy dress and going out with Dark. Imagine some dude trying to pick a fight with Wilford because he’s cross dressing. Imagine Wilford telling Dark that he’ll handle it. Imagine Wilford effortlessly flicking up the hem of his dress a bit to effortlessly pull out a dagger and mini gun

pharaoh-writes:

Imagining while reading ask–

Wilford : (◡‿◡✿)

Wilford: (ʘ‿ʘ✿) “what you say ‘bout me”

Wilford: (ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ “Dark, hold my flower”

Dark: ✿\(。-_-。) “Kick his ass, Wil. I got yo flower.”

Wilford: (ʘ‿ʘ) pulls a gun and knife from his dress “So what did you say about me again, mother feker?”

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I’m sorry but love it

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