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“… The End.” William finished, closing the book.

“Read another one! Another one, Will!” the youngest boy pleaded eagerly.

His brother frowned, “Nigel, time for bed… Will needs some rest too, you know.”


“Why don’t I tuck you in, little Nigel?” Will smiled gently.

“B-but I’m not ti-tired…” he said, stifling a yawn.
William raised a brow.
“Fine… I guess I’m a little sleepy,” the child admitted as he snuggled into his blanket.

Soon enough the young Bottom was fast asleep. Nick gave his friend a grateful smile.
“Thanks Will.”

The young writer smiled in return.
“Anything for my Bottom brothers,” he said, planting a small kiss on Nigel’s forehead before leaving the room.

“Thank you to CARATs who have given us a happy week as a present” 

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Sans: “what? photos of my lil bro? of course i have some! they’re amazing!”

* Sans went to his desk, and came back with some photos of a very small Papyrus.

Sans:  “ look at these three photos! i think this is from when he was seven… he cried so much when his ice scream fell to the floor, the ice scream lady freaked out and had to give him another one! and it was for free! look at that proud smile… that day, he learnt that he could get things he wanted if he yelled loud enough. valuable life lesson, yup.”

Sans: “and here? i think this one is from when he was eight or s’m’thing. he didnt even want to get separated from that bunny… where did he get it anyway? he was such a cute kid, amirite? ‘kept saying it was his “battle companion”. don’t ask me where that bunny is now, i have no idea…”

Sans: “this hot shot was from when he was ten. he was in that hyperactive period where he wanted to do everything at once. colorful… too colorful for my liking, but whatevs. as long as he didn’t break the house it was fine with me. thank god, he calmed down the year after…”

Sans: “this one is priceless. paps was trying to do magic all morning, and when he finally managed to do one spell, that dog stole it. papyrus was really mad for the rest of the day cause he was never able to caught it.”


黒執事のセバスチャンの目 -Sebastian’ glowing eyes // Different Shades


“Overall, I like being around these two and I hope everything in the future will be as calm as it is now…~”


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He pushes open the gate, heart rate just starting to return to its baseline. Bitty’s kneeling in the dirt, tending to his vegetable patch. He wipes his sweaty face with his shirt as Bits says, “Hey, honey.” Bitty stands, jeans slightly muddy, and crosses his arms. “Jack.” Jack looks at him expectantly. He rolls his eyes and points with the trowel behind Jack. Jack spins and find a tiny muddy puppy at his heels.


“Hon, we’ll have to check missing pets,” Bitty warns. But he’s smiling, knowing Jack’s got a horrible habit of taking in strays. Jack’s already got the puppy cradled to his chest, cooing some nonsense at it. “And you’re not letting that dog run around in my clean house until you rinse him off.”

Jack grins at him, knowing Bitty’s caved already. Besides, what’s one more animal in the menagerie?

He strides to Bits and kisses him properly. “I’ll get the dog bathed while you think of what to name him.”

“Just once, I don’t let you name a guinea pig and now I’m the official name picker?”


“Jack, you need a shower.” Bitty pecks a kiss on Jack’s cheek and then pushes him towards the house.

“You gonna join me?”

“I don’t think my knees can do that anymore, sweetheart,” Bitty says regretfully, “but if you make it quick with the puppy, I’ll be in the bedroom.”

“Deal.” Jack kisses Bitty one more time and then jogs off to scrub down a wriggly puppy. From the way Jack’s talking to it, Bitty suspects it’ll be a while. That’s okay though. Since Jack retired, they’ve got all the time in the world to spend together.




I know this has been said but Dear Evan Hansen has so many messages deeper than what’s on the surface and they’re fucking sad. They’re fucking sad and it’s scary that so many people can relate to it. It’s scary that I’ve felt like Evan, that I’ve felt like Connor, that I’ve felt like Zoe, and it’s not okay. Like I’ve broken down and sobbed over So Big/So Small many times because it’s something that I’ve never heard from my mom. I feels how Zoe feels in Requiem. If I Could Tell Her is what I wish my brother was like but instead he’s an abusive asshole. I wish I had the musical even last year. I wish it existed back when I was in middle school, because even though I’m slowly getting better, I still feel like I can disappear and no one would care.


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The Marauders: Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Sirius Black & James Potter

‘“Did you like question ten, Moony?“ asked Sirius as they emerged into the entrance hall.
“Loved it,” said Lupin briskly. “Give five signs that identify the werewolf. Excellent question.”
“D'you think you managed to get all the signs?” said James in tones of mock concern.
“Think I did,” said Lupin seriously, as they joined the crowd thronging around the front doors eager to get out into the sunlit grounds. “One: He’s sitting on my chair. Two: He’s wearing my clothes. Three: His name’s Remus Lupin…”’