Was Crying To "That's Enough, Let's Get You Home" - Will Wood (as One Does) And My GOD, The Togachako

C a n o n

sevika, hearing a loud explosion: JINX, NO

jinx, sitting right next to her: what?? the fuck??

sevika: sorry, force of habit. ISHA, NO-

I kind of suck at tagging, so I made this infographic to help make it easier.

What people think why i became a bookbinder: Oh she wants to explore her artistic horizon with those pretty leather bound books of hers. She even gives them out as gifts to her friends. It most likely helps her with anxiety or maybe she just wanted a more special costume made notebook.

Why I actually became a bookbinder: I just illegally downloaded and printed out several of my favourite fanfics and books and started binding them into books cuz I love reading them but looking at screens for too long gives me headaches.

the five homoerotic love languages:

- intimate stabbing

- outright obsession

- confused pining

- "no one knows me like you do"

- lifelong promises that always sound suspiciously like wedding vows

THEY'RE JUST MEETING UP SO IZUKU CAN DROP OFF THE OUIJA BOARD FOR OCHAKO, AND OCHAKO CAN HYPE IZUKU UP. THEY'RE GOING TO GET THEIR BLONDES.

Okay using Katsuki and Himiko’s words to push Izuku and Ochako together and the last person Izuku saw being Katsuki and the last person Ochako “saw” being Himiko was just cruel and unusual punishment

Vander: I've always liked the name Violet. Silco: *snorts a line* Hey, you know what I like?

All I'm saying is Jayce Talis is a bisexual polyamorous man who has a type and that type is just, Higher Beings. His type is just Jesus Christ. Bro straight up wants to fuck God

Edit: damn bisexuals found this post hello y'all hope you have a nice day the post reached its target audience

togachako-coded, I fear

I recently learned a new defense against dagger attacks that involves grabbing the person's wrist, tripping them, and catching them in a sort of ballroom dancing dip. It's so funny to me. I see you are trying to Stab me, but unfortunately for you, I am going to Hold you in my Strong Arms and make you Uncomfortable

I am both at the same time.

There are two types of writers:

1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'

2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'