THE HALLOWEEN HEIST
HOLT AT THE BEGINNING IN JAKE AND AMY’S ROOM LIKE “WHERE’S MY BREAKFAST?” “IN MY STOMACH!!!!” LMAOOO
HOLT AND HIS REACTION TO FAKE CHEDDAR
TERRY’S 6 GPS-ES
ALL THE PERALTIAGO!!!!! JAKE’S INSCRIPTION ON THE BACK OF THE BELT, THE PROPOSAL, THE KISS!!!! CHARLES BASICALLY HAVING A HEART ATTACK FROM THE NEWS AND FAINTING (AKA MY EXACT REACTION TO THE PROPOSAL), THE CELEBRATION, CHARLES’S “I HEAR WEDDING BELLS” DURING PERALTIAGO’S 1ST MEETING (THEIR WIGS OMG)
BUT JAKE SAYING THE EXACT MOMENT HE REALIZED HE KNEW HE WANTED TO MARRY AMY SANTIAGO AND THE LOOK OF LOVE IN HIS EYES DURING THAT FLASHBACK SCENE I CANNOT FUNCTION RIGHT NOW THEY’RE TOO CUTE FOR WORDSSSSSSSSSSS
BONUS: JAKE’S VOICEMAIL FOR AMY’S DAD LMAOOOO (BUT ALSO #PREACH)
if you post art or writing on tumblr and are trying to get it seen don’t swear in the tags
tumblr will usually automatically flag the post as adult so that it won’t show up in filtered tags/searches and now with tumblr’s new nonfunctional “"safe mode”“ it’ll hide the post completely
i don’t know yet if swearing in the caption has the same effect but don’t swear in the tags
also and i’m not completely sure about this one but it seems like tumblr flags posts with too many tags because they look like spam; remember that only the first five tags actually make a post appear in that tag so limit it to that and whatever personal tags you need
I have been keeping this secret for what feels like an age and it had got to the point that I couldn’t really breathe with the weight of it.
I just got out of spending my ENTIRE FRIDAY evening with @taylorswift ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❗️
I daren’t dream it… Taylor herself invited me (‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️❗️) to spend Friday night with her and listen to her new album early……. and I got to sit right by her side as we listened to the whole thing…. LITERALLY SAT AT HER SNAKE BOOTED FEET TRYING NOT TO HAVE AN ANYRISM?!?!!?!!
I hope it won’t be too long before y'all can trust me again… because I love you. 😭😭😭😭
Draco had known it would start then, of course. That part was normal. The clock was supposed to manifest as a tattoo on his skin, and begin its countdown to the moment Draco would meet his Soulmate. He’d been looking forward to the clock’s appearance all year— desperate for anything that might take his mind off his hopeless situation. Draco was exhausted, the damned cabinet was never going to be fixed, and his whole family was probably going to die as punishment.
And Draco had been prepared to die with them, resigned to the fact that his countdown tattoo might not appear at all, or might be stuck at 00:00:00:00:00:00 right from the beginning.
Draco had not, however, been prepared for the clock to appear at midnight and begin counting down from a mere one minute and seventeen seconds. His heart jumped in his chest. Clearly Draco was one of those rare wizards who had already met their Soulmate, but hadn’t known yet because he wasn’t of age at the time. Which didn’t help Draco in the slightest, as he could think of precisely nobody at Hogwarts who he might like to spend the rest of his life with.
He stood up from the stool he’d set in front of the hopeless cabinet, grabbed his wand, and began making his way to the door of the Room of Hidden Things. Between the time he’d spent staring at his countdown in disbelief, the time it took to reach the door, and the few seconds he devoted to not panicking, the clock reached zero at the very moment he pushed open the door.