#stylishbeat

✝ : first it was harukawa. then ouma and kiibo. one by one, more people from the academy were making themselves present. it was confusing. for the longest time, korekiyo was the only one here. in a sense, he almost felt selfish. he was able to escape the clutches of the killing game to live in, what was essentially, paradise. opportunity was wide spread throughout this city, and he’d make use of every moment of that. with the appearance of everyone else, though, he couldn’t help but to wonder where they were coming from, or what the choosing process was from these places. what determined whether or not someone was plucked from their home world and brought here? he’d never find out unless he asked the one’s behind it himself. perhaps that should be a goal. 

that was all that ran through his mind upon seeing the other in the distance. there was no mistaking the identity of the person. the green hair and baggy clothes, piercings that glinted in the sunlight-- it had to be him. a feeling of uncharacteristic excitement swelled in his chest as he advanced forward. there were two people in that academy he could fairly say were his friends. saihara being one of them, and amami being the second. to spot him here within a city that has done nothing but bore him-- ah, it was beautiful. never has he felt happy to see someone. he had physically touched the boy’s corpse, he saw that it was disposed of, yet still, here he is. this city not only plucked people from their worlds, but also cheated death. someone who was clearly dead was right there before him. it was so utterly intriguing. fate was on his side once more. 

Send a 🍬 for my character to give yours a treat, or send a 🎃 for my character to trick yours!

Who’s room was this? Well, to be honest; she had no idea! She’d just gone into Hummingbird Hotel, walked up some floors and found a door whose occupant seemed to not be home at her time of appearance. At which point, she’d used her lockpicks to open the lock on the door, all for her master plan of today. 

Part of this festival was pranking others, is what she’d understood, which was entirely up her alley. She had no idea if she would pull it off in time, but that was fine, too; doing it is what counted. With some luck, she had been able to pull it off before the room’s occupant returned.

Now, she stood in the doorway, looking triumphantly over her handiwork.

The entire floor, perfectly covered with plastic cups with water. Nothing left uncovered, this would be a disaster zone. Every part of the entire room; plastic cups. Even any stable surface she could find that wasn’t the floor, entirely covered in plastic cups.

It was great. The point she looked forward to most, was the part where without a doubt, the person trying to clean it up would accidentally drop one or knock one over, setting a whole chain reaction of falling cups in motion.

Ask muse how good they are at....✊ - keeping promises

👗 - dressing with style

//Hotline Bling plays in the distance

🍛 - cooking

“I mean, cooking is like music, right? It’s all about learning harmony and balance, bringing out the subtleties and letting it shine for what it is...”

@stylishbeat

From the moment she woke up Corrin had been so confused about the place she found herself in, there were so many things she had never seen before nor could she actually comprehend them, at first. Through observing Corrin learned the use of ‘Cellphones’ people seemed to use them as ear warmers and talk as if they were speaking to another person, very weird! Exploring the city and drawing up a map was Corrin’s top priority though that was beginning to be pretty tough because she couldn’t clearly tell where the areas began and ended so that was a venture bound to go wrong. Usually she would look to the advice from the other people of her army...but seeing as though none were present at the current time Corrin only found herself even more lost on what to do. Eventually Corrin found a way to get a little bit of help, but at the cost of money, which at the time she had a decent free amount to spare and figured she could hire the person. The flyer said to call...what did that mean?

Giving a shrug there was only one type of call that came to mind so she did what she thought was right, the flyer looked newly placed anyways. “Excuse me!” Corrin said loudly enough to be heard by the people around. “Is the ‘tu-tor’ that posted this flyer till around? Can someone help me find this person? I could seriously use some help!” Corrin’s pleas fell on silence as the people continued on their way, giving a huff Corrin spotted another flyer in the distance and ran over it. Making sure it was the same flyer she gave a nod looking around for another one and bingo there it was! Corrin now smiled as she started to turn the flyers into a trail of tracking the person that put them up. “Alright it might take awhile, but i might find them if i follow the flyers.”

Rain (anything to do with rainy days)

Tamaki actually likes the rain. While he may not necessarily be found jumping from puddle to puddle, the idea that with the rain comes a sense of calm is what really appeals to Tamaki. He has noticed that on rainy days, he has a better focus on things.

Omnomnom (snack headcanons)

Commoner food is all-time favorite food, so commoner snacks are Tamaki’s favorite snacks. Granola Bars are his go to for easy and quick snacks, since he has to keep his figure in check for hosting purposes. He likes all things gummy, so gummy worms, gummy bears, and even those Welch’s Fruit Snacks. He also likes to buy cereal and eat them straight out of the box sometimes.

Sleep (things and routines they need for sleep)

Surprisingly, there isn’t a whole lot that Tamaki does differently from most when he gets ready for bed. He brushes his teeth, washes his face, and crawls into bed. Tamaki’s a heavy sleeper and generally goes to bed pretty early (usually around 10 pm). Once his head hits the pillow, he’s practically out like a light, and it takes a lot of shaking to wake him. There is only one thing that keeps him from falling asleep quickly- not having his stuffed teddy that he’s had with him since childhood, hence why Tamaki always keeps him in bed with him.

Ecstatic (name one thing that always gets them excited)

What doesn’t get Tamaki excited?? From ending a long day at school and cuddling with Antoinette, to discovering a new ramen flavor (his favorite is beef). Everything somehow finds a way to get him excited.