You Won’t Believe Who Was Spotted Leaving Harry Styles’ Primrose Hill Pad!
If Harry was being completely honest, it probably wasn’t the best idea to be a world-renowned popstar and an infamous vigilante.
(Especially when all the comic books said never reveal your secret identity to keep your loved ones safe – which was all well and good, until Louis.)
Or: Harry wants a lot of things – fame, glory, Louis – but that last one is particularly hard to get when everyone thinks you’re dating your secret superhero alter-ego and suddenly you’ve become your own worst cockblock.
'i honestly wonder what the gazette does with their old costumes
does uruha have a box with his old costumes in it in his closet?? does he pull out that black miniskirt he wore once and try it on to see if it still fits or something
does it make him feel pretty????
this is all i want to know'
Or: Uruha and his pleather skirt, a love story.
In which Uruha isn't completely oblivious, just slow on the uptake.
Or: Aoi and Uruha, an opera.
In which Uruha isn't Uruha. More like 'Kouyou'. More like the birth of a gunshot.
Or: Yune is the ghost of Christmas past.
In which Ruki is an endless finale.
Or: unhygienic use of bathroom sinks (and bathrooms in general), and tasting a dream.