In the dream thieves when it’s like he couldn’t say it though. There were a thousand reasons why he couldn’t say it…. one of the most insane moments I swear to GOD
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i was supposed to be writing a wolfstar fic, so tell me why rosekiller have taken over the show?
He laughed again as he heard a string of swear words leaving Barty, and the slamming of doors as he went into his bathroom to shower.
While he was showering, Evan went and replaced his duvet on the bed, and took the opportunity to nosy around Barty's room. He loved Barty's bedroom. It was full of so many snippets of his personality. All the things he never really showed anyone.
There were books everywhere on every shelf, stacked records and even cassette tapes, which Evan always thought hilarious, because who even had the means to listen to tapes anymore?
There were a few stray bags of weed floating around different surfaces, and a couple of bottles of nail polish he saved, placed carefully on a desk in the corner.
There were no mirrors anywhere in his room, which Evan always thought odd, and maybe a little sad. Like, Barty didn't like to see himself too often.
But there were photographs. Tonnes of them, in fact. Pictures of Barty and Evan, some of just Evan. Some of all of them, Wolf, Marls and Dorcas included. A couple of Pandora and him from when they were younger.
There was a lot of love to be found in that room. Often so much of it, it made Evan feel sort of melancholy. Like, all the love that Barty didn't know how to show to the people around him had instead overflowed and shown up in this little room, in odd little ways.
It was sort of beautiful.
But then, Barty was sort of beautiful, too.
next chapter from Thousands of Good Deeds.
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Hey artists, if you draw Bridget and use correct pronouns but you like and reply to comments on said art that misgender her, YOU'RE STILL TRANSPHOBIC
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To the tune of "here comes the sun"
Here comes the sun
FUCKING BULLSHIT
Here comes the sun
WHAT IS THIS SHITE
Here comes the sun
TWO STORMS THIS WEEKEND
Here comes the sun
IT IS FUCKING APRIL!!!
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Just remembered Ian has tits on his back and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge. Haven’t thought about this for about a month
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Walked out of my psych app and just wanted to talk to him and be around him I don't know when I won't stop feeling that need to be comforted by him I guess
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