You're down the Rabbit Hole now.
You've even stumbled upon the maddest of them all.
posted 7 hours ago + 135,799 notes — via thisuniverseisyours, © these-greatexpectations
"When someone makes you the happiest person and the saddest person at the same time, that’s when it’s real. That’s when it’s worth something."
— (via nie-harmonie)
#TareHare


posted 8 hours ago + 3 notes — via xnoseforbloodx

xnoseforbloodx:

mad-mr-hightopp:

xnoseforbloodx:

          “—’m I dead?”

God help him, it sure as hell felt like it. 

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"Evidently not. You would’ve fooled me, though." Tarrant replied, not quite sure what to make of the stranger. Either way, he was all right.

Everett pushed himself up from the couch, wincing as he went. He wracked his brain to remember what happened.

         His brain didn’t seem too keen on cooperating.

He did know that he had no idea who the other guy was. But he had a sinking suspicion he had him to thank for not waking up in a gutter somewhere.

                      Maybe that he was waking up at all.

"Not to sound ungrateful,
           But who the hell are you?” 

"Oh, I’m terribly sorry. I’ve been quite rude. I’m Tarrant." He introduced himself with the customary tip of his hat.

"Sorry if I gave you a bit of a scare. Thought I’d try and patch you up."

#madmarch


posted 8 hours ago + 35 notes — via dormouxe
mad-mr-hightopp → ((Teasing meme)) "Mals, I heard through the grapevine you've got your eye on someone."

dormouxe:

mad-mr-hightopp:

dormouxe:

Pester my character about their crush or special other!

"Who would-" a cough; her index finger folded over her thumb, pressing both to her mouth as her eyebrows rose. An excuse would be perfect then, but she wasn’t exactly coming up with anything. "… Well obviously they’re lyin’!"

"Fair enough." He replied, letting her go to put the kettle on. "Your usual?"

"O’course!" She responded, taking a seat. 

Tarrant smiled, getting out two teacups.

#dormouxe


posted 8 hours ago + 13 notes — via djmctwisp
mad-mr-hightopp → "Rabbit. Tea time. Wake up." Tarrant insisted, yanking the covers off the DJ.

djmctwisp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

djmctwisp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

djmctwisp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

djmctwisp:

djmctwisp:

"Nooo," he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut, and groping blindly for the covers.

Nivens chuckled again and followed him to the kitchen, finding the biggest mug he could and filled it with tea. He sat down at the table and grabbed a teacake. ”I didn’t sleep e-e-enough,” he said, stifling a yawn.

Tarrant hid a smile, sitting down at the table and neglecting to tell Nivens he’d spiked the teacakes with a Pishalver— that was really the only way to get the rabbit fully awake. “Just have your tea, you’ll feel better,” he promised, pouring himself a cup.

He nodded and took a sip of his tea. He stared back at the teacake and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth, his eyes closing as he savored the taste that reminded him greatly of Underland. He chewed and swallowed before opening his eyes. He squeaked as he opened his eyes and saw the underside of the table. He looked up, panicked and saw the ledge of the table, quite far above him. He rose to his feet, standing on the chair. “TARRANT,” he squeaked stomping his foot.

Tarrant let out a mischievous laugh, ducking his head under the table to see the pile of clothes and Nivens’ tiny from poking out between the folds. “Morning!”

"FIX ME FIX ME NOW! GET ME SOME UPELKUCHEN! I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS WAKE UP CALL, TARRANT HIGHTOPP!!!" Nivens continued to shout until his little face was bright red. He took a deep breathe and glared at Tarrant.

The Hatter clasped his hands together in delight, his laughter making him lean back in his chair. “Oh, gracious, look how cute you are! I’ll have to make tiny clothes to dress you in and keep you as a pocket-Nivens.”

"NO, YOU ….O-Okay yeah make me some clothes because this is a bit of an embarrassing predicament. But I can’t stay like this Tarrant! You better make me some Upelkuchen!!!"

"Oh, it would be such a shame to put you back to your normal size now! You’re so adorable!" He laughed, picking Nivens up so he stood in the palm of his hand. "…but if you insist, there’s Upelkuchen in the other teacake."

#mctwisp


posted 16 hours ago + 11 notes — via touchinggirls
#Tare and Alice


posted 16 hours ago + 35 notes — via dormouxe
mad-mr-hightopp → ((Teasing meme)) "Mals, I heard through the grapevine you've got your eye on someone."

dormouxe:

mad-mr-hightopp:

dormouxe:

Pester my character about their crush or special other!

"Who would-" a cough; her index finger folded over her thumb, pressing both to her mouth as her eyebrows rose. An excuse would be perfect then, but she wasn’t exactly coming up with anything. "… Well obviously they’re lyin’!"

"Tea, then?" The Hatter offered her his arm. "I didn’t realize you were such a wonderful liar, mouse. I nearly believed you."

"Tea." With a nod, she stood, slipping her arm into his casually. "Well, ‘ow else are we supposed to trick the cats?" She joked, generally deciding to take what he said as a compliment. 

"Fair enough." He replied, letting her go to put the kettle on. "Your usual?"

#dormouxe


posted 16 hours ago + 2 notes — via djdinah, © mad-mr-hightopp
djdinah → Royal Flush

djdinah:

mad-mr-hightopp:

The Hatter sighed, glancing up at her shyly before settling his hands on the waistband of his knickers. “…actually, let’s play a different game now.” He tried, giving as charming a smile as he could.

"Only if you declare that I won and I am the best at poker." She was amused he wasn’t willing to strip, but she hadn’t expected him to anyway when she’d suggested the game. It had just been a fun way to kill time and watch her friend squirm. 

The Hatter chewed his lip- either way he’d be losing his pride. “Well, I wouldn’t say best…” He trailed off, cocking an eyebrow.

#djdinah


posted 16 hours ago + 13 notes — via djmctwisp
mad-mr-hightopp → "Rabbit. Tea time. Wake up." Tarrant insisted, yanking the covers off the DJ.

djmctwisp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

djmctwisp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

djmctwisp:

djmctwisp:

"Nooo," he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut, and groping blindly for the covers.

Nivens chuckled again and followed him to the kitchen, finding the biggest mug he could and filled it with tea. He sat down at the table and grabbed a teacake. ”I didn’t sleep e-e-enough,” he said, stifling a yawn.

Tarrant hid a smile, sitting down at the table and neglecting to tell Nivens he’d spiked the teacakes with a Pishalver— that was really the only way to get the rabbit fully awake. “Just have your tea, you’ll feel better,” he promised, pouring himself a cup.

He nodded and took a sip of his tea. He stared back at the teacake and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth, his eyes closing as he savored the taste that reminded him greatly of Underland. He chewed and swallowed before opening his eyes. He squeaked as he opened his eyes and saw the underside of the table. He looked up, panicked and saw the ledge of the table, quite far above him. He rose to his feet, standing on the chair. “TARRANT,” he squeaked stomping his foot.

Tarrant let out a mischievous laugh, ducking his head under the table to see the pile of clothes and Nivens’ tiny from poking out between the folds. “Morning!”

"FIX ME FIX ME NOW! GET ME SOME UPELKUCHEN! I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS WAKE UP CALL, TARRANT HIGHTOPP!!!" Nivens continued to shout until his little face was bright red. He took a deep breathe and glared at Tarrant.

The Hatter clasped his hands together in delight, his laughter making him lean back in his chair. “Oh, gracious, look how cute you are! I’ll have to make tiny clothes to dress you in and keep you as a pocket-Nivens.”

#mctwisp


posted 17 hours ago + 2 notes
djdinah → Royal Flush

The Hatter sighed, glancing up at her shyly before settling his hands on the waistband of his knickers. “…actually, let’s play a different game now.” He tried, giving as charming a smile as he could.



posted 17 hours ago + 13 notes — via djmctwisp
mad-mr-hightopp → "Rabbit. Tea time. Wake up." Tarrant insisted, yanking the covers off the DJ.

djmctwisp:

mad-mr-hightopp:

djmctwisp:

djmctwisp:

"Nooo," he groaned, squeezing his eyes shut, and groping blindly for the covers.

Nivens chuckled again and followed him to the kitchen, finding the biggest mug he could and filled it with tea. He sat down at the table and grabbed a teacake. ”I didn’t sleep e-e-enough,” he said, stifling a yawn.

Tarrant hid a smile, sitting down at the table and neglecting to tell Nivens he’d spiked the teacakes with a Pishalver— that was really the only way to get the rabbit fully awake. “Just have your tea, you’ll feel better,” he promised, pouring himself a cup.

He nodded and took a sip of his tea. He stared back at the teacake and stuffed the whole thing in his mouth, his eyes closing as he savored the taste that reminded him greatly of Underland. He chewed and swallowed before opening his eyes. He squeaked as he opened his eyes and saw the underside of the table. He looked up, panicked and saw the ledge of the table, quite far above him. He rose to his feet, standing on the chair. “TARRANT,” he squeaked stomping his foot.

Tarrant let out a mischievous laugh, ducking his head under the table to see the pile of clothes and Nivens’ tiny from poking out between the folds. “Morning!”

#mctwisp