When not busy with the cottage (and, more recently, snogging Albus Potter), Scorpius has been working on his broom. The repairs (and the snogging, for those wondering) have been going rather well and he's nearly restored the broom to its former glory ( Read more... )

Karkat is doing something weird again ( Read more... )

You know how Sam sometimes comes in with that kicked puppy face, and the mun thinks it's adorable? Well, you're in luck, because now he's coming in with an adorably sleepy face. Also, pajama bottoms, because as much as he'd like to meet the people in charge here, he is not planning on breaking that particular rule. No shirt, though. He'd really ( Read more... )

Five minutes ago, Sam was standing in his kitchen disheveled and bleeding from a scraped-up knee while his mom ran around the room calling out instructions for dinner, the time she expected to be in (late), and a warning not to go out while she wasn't around while generally not paying enough attention to him to see anything in the slightest out of ( Read more... )

This time, rather than hang around near the door in typical newbie fashion, Sam Goode takes about a second to process that he is no longer at school before faceplanting directly into the nearest couch. After a moment, his hand sneaks in-between his face and the pillow and removes his glasses for safekeeping ( Read more... )

The door opens, and a kid wearing a NASA t-shirt and a jacket one growth spurt away from fitting properly shoulders his way through in full protective huddle mode. For the few seconds his door is still open, the unmistakable sounds of school bleed through; then it shuts, and he's left to realize that, actually, this isn't one of his classrooms. Or ( Read more... )