i'm not gunna cry

actualplanetpluto  asked:

Every single one of Bahorel's friends steals his clothes. At any given moment he's missing about half his wardrobe. (He finds it sort of convenient, cause no matter who he's crashing by, he WILL be able to find something to wear


It’s so cute and nice everyone steals his clothes because he’s so big and smells nice and he has anything any of them would want to wear, I love this I can’t explain how happy this makes me can you imagine Enjolras in one of his t-shirts that says “say hey if you’re gay” or Eponine rolling the legs up on his overalls, Jehan lost inside his hoodies like they’re in an actual cocoon, Musichetta finally finding dresses long enough for her in his closet, oh my god I love this so much. Bahorel showing up at Feuilly’s yawning like “I need one of my flannels” or passing out at Marius’, waking up and just grabbing an entire outfit of his from his closet, Calling Courfeyrac to ask if he’ll bring a pair of his high waisted shorts to the Musain knowing they always go missing and show up at Courf’s

They met up over winter break.

Kei’s trying his best to school a face of indifference but he can’t because Kuroo’s here and Kuroo’s standing right next to me and Kuroo’s taking a selfie with me and Kuroo and Kuroo and

I apologize for the delay! I started this about two weeks ago, but then I suddenly got really, really into needle knitting and neglected to work on it (I am currently donning my freshly knit teal garter-stitch scarf I named Orange. I am content and currently in the middle of a cream-coloured mistake-stitch scarf (◡‿◡✿)). 

I drew this in celebration of my city finally getting some epic snowfall. I’m so excited for the holidays!

I used FireAlpaca to make this! Thank you to the anon who recommended this software to me ( ˘ ³˘)♥, I quite like it.

Thank you reading and uh, looking at my drawing teehee

still not over this tbqh






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I've been following your blog for over a year and it's one of my last remaining active follows. Even though I might bat my eyes at some of your ships, I still put up with them because they're yours, and you've become somewhat of a silent friend to me. I've said nothing to you and yet spent a lot of lonesome times knowing that at the very least, you'll have updated your blog. I really feel like I can rely on you, and while I might not be well-spoken or send asks frequently, I appreciate you.

Originally posted by kaatsuno


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