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so

that update, huh?

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Slytherin: Who the fuck-

Ravenclaw: Language.

Slytherin: Whom the fuck-

Ravenclaw: No.

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Holster: I messed up, Bits.

Bitty: Please tell me that I don’t have to pretend we’re partners in a father-son seafood business.

Holster: …

Bitty: Oh, Jesus.

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i use the word fuck so excessively i sometimes forget it’s a swear word

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Me: *so tired my eyes hurt and I’m struggling to keep them open*

Brain: hoe don’t do it

Me: *clicks*

Brain: oh my god 

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this is, as they say, my magnum opus (pls reblog i’ve spent 3 hours on this) art by ngozi. original clip (x)

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aesthetics: eric bittle

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soulmate au fic: and they were soulmates

me: oh my god they were soulmates…….

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George is either recounting something one of the Falcs did or chirping Jack about his shoes. Jack & George, run buds.

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The shortest member of the Samwell hockey team!

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Playoffs are hard on Dad Bob, nothing wakes him up, not even Jack’s favourite pastime to throw the puck, climb over daddy to get it, do it again. 

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anyway I love them

(I can be slow getting to them but prompts are open!)

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A digital commission for the Year Two Kickstarter! Bitty and Jack enjoying a first pie at Jack’s new place. Thanks for the request, LF!!