⋆ sᴄᴏᴛᴛ ᴍᴄᴄᴀʟʟ ⋆ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ☽ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❛ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 . ❜

the bratty urge to say “make me” after literally any request

eyeballing the vodka shot. can he?...

/ one day i'll do a new layout for liam

better get him plan b, mullner.

/ need more hairy twunk/jock bodies for liam posts

he takes the shot, immediately knocking it back and letting out a grunt. “good shit…”

getting his ass ate while he plays fortnite 💭

that’s him!

gets hit square in the jaw with a snowball.

can’t sleep.

he’ll order him Taco Bell?

sighing. can’t sleep.

ears perking up at the mention of a collar.

scrolling on grindr, looking for a guy that’ll buy him food.

it’s him.