Samira And Lauren Got Married! (x)

date me

eh maybe

At least I got you in my head.

pros of being friends with me: • you’ll gain a lot of useless knowledge about harry potter cons of being friends with me: • you’ll gain a lot of useless knowledge about harry potter 

Ok so @littlestpersimmon has my all time favorite fam jam art style. Like I dare anyone to disagree with me when I say their stuff is tear inducing and awe inspiring. Hence I commissioned them to do this for piece a scene that I was writing for my pb&j fic but instead I stared at it for twenty minutes, wrote some fluff based on it, and made the last chapter super long to wrap it up because damn doesn’t this make you want nothing but happiness for them?

So in conclusion pb&j is pure, Bell is a beautiful human being, thank you for your time.

just putting this out there but if someone points out something you’re doing has racist/homophobic/transphobic vibes, you dont have to defend what you’re doing, you can literally just say ‘oh, i did not realise that, im sorry, i wont do that again’ like we all have internalised things we do that are offensive without us realising.. just say sorry and work on it. theres no need to defend

wow i can’t believe ngozi confirmed polyfrogs 

so i was brought back to the hazeapalooza blog post for an entirely different reason, but look!! i found the third instance to finally prove that holster 130% uses ransom’s first name whenever he is jealous

and a bonus, because really n, you’re not even trying to make this boy subtle

the real reason people make wishes at 11:11 is because it’s scott mccall’s jersey number twice

one of my favorite phrases is ‘that’s a problem for future me’ because it combines two of my favorite things, mild humor and intense, panic inducing procrastination 

Holster Has Made Out With Everyone 5) Junior Year: Bitty

Epikegsters, man. They’re fucked up. Like, wake up in the wrong bed wearing someone else’s underwear, possibly in the wrong time zone kind of fucked up. Every single (epic) time.

Holster has a good night at first — he and Ransom spend the evening wheeling volleyball girls (and accidentally, Chowder) with ghost stories and hockey trivia, and then there’s the whole epic Kent Parson appearance, and the tub juice is extra dire. Lardo is magnificent, ruling the party in every possible way. Even Jack is more in the party spirit than usual, hanging out all casual with Bitty - thank fuck those two are friends now, it was no fun when they were feuding or whatever.

But later on, the vibe shifts. March and April head home early with Farmer because they all have practice the next morning, Kent Parson stalks out of the Haus looking like someone threw up on his Mercedes (not out of the realms of possibility) and somehow Holster ends up sober enough that Shitty sticks him with frog duty.

By the time he wanders back back from escorting Nursey, Dex and Chowder back safely to their dorms, the party has dropped to a dull roar, and Ransom has left a jock strap on the door as the universal sign of getting some.

At least he tossed Holster’s pillow and blanket outside the door first, so it’s not a complete kick in the balls.

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