#@drew

[fundamentallyf00lish]

For character thing: suneater!!! Since we just talked about him

THAT’S MY BOY. THAT’S MY FUCKING BOYYYYYY.

Sexuality Headcanon: Bi!

Gender Headcanon: Nonbinary! I think he leans towards masculine identities and is comfortable with those terms, but I don’t think Tamaki labels himself with anything specific.

“What’s in your pants?” “Depends on what I ate last.”

A ship I have with said character: Him and Mirio? Maybe?? I don’t know, that’s the only thing I can think of, I don’t ship a lot of characters.

A BROTP I have with said character: Obviously him and Kirishima, but Kiri is brOTP with everyone. Again, him and Mirio? Really good!!!

A NOTP I have with said character: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯A random headcanon: Actually a very picky eater and it took him ages to get over the textures and tastes and stuff to start learning his powers.

General Opinion over said character: I reiterate:

THAT’S MY FUCKING BOYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lainetallis-blog]

She wasn’t supposed to hear that. Amid the roar of happy, drunk party-goers, she heard Ouroboros. The word itself wasn’t a hugely uncommon one and given the large number of supernatural attendees she’d seen already, conversation about the shadow organization was probably still a hot topic. Regardless, it caught the witch’s attention and she turned towards the speaker. A few feet away, she spotted the source of the voice and watched, only to meet the gaze of the woman who apparently said it. Both stared for a second, and judging by the sudden tension in the other’s body, she realized she’d been made by a Tallis witch. The woman turned and headed away, her pace brisk but not fast enough to cause alarm, but the damage was done.

There was no way Laine could let her go, not with this many people here and the potential for so many--her family included--to get hurt. Adrenaline spiked in her system and she felt as though she might vibrate right out of her own skin. Laine arrived at the party by herself with the intent of finding her friends and family sometime throughout the night, but now a sense of urgency fueled her actions as she pushed through the crowd to keep an eye on the woman and hopefully find a sibling or a cousin. Somebody. Anybody.

Thankfully, Léon’s pink shirt and height made him easy to pick out, and the second she did, she grabbed his arm tightly. “We’ve gotta go, Léon-- there’s-- right now, we gotta go,” she said, practically dragging her cousin behind her as she made a bee-line in the direction the woman headed, strong-arming people aside as she did so. @leon-duval @andrewxwhitmore

[kolyabackstroms]

FRIENDS DONT LET FRIENDS THINK TEEKS IS UGLY

[yamsenthusiast]

life hack: use ur boyfriend’s face to blend your makeup

[indieconda-blog]

@littlclover  *:･ﾟ✧

“ hey, you’re not too bad. ”