i'll never know

I’m taking a shuttle from the airport tomorrow and I think I’m gonna cry.

I’ll be thinking of Bitty quietly sitting there, totally flabbergasted and still managing to text at the speed of sound.

Shock slowly passing as a besotted smile takes over his face.

And then a nosy old lady will smile and ask kindly “girlfriend?” Gesturing to the phone with her head.

“Boyfriend” Bitty will correct instantly, and then flush because dear God, really? was this stranger the first person he told? About his maybe boyfriend?

Then unable to keep wondering if he had just accidentally lied to this nice old lady, he’d text Jack.


B: ‘I just told the old lady next to me my boyfriend was texting me’
J: 'was she trying to flirt with you?’
B: 'Jack Laurent this is not the time to chirp me!’
J: 'If I can’t chirp my boyfriend then what’s the world coming to.’

Later, once he’s in Georgia, Bitty will wake up and see a new text message.

J: I just told the old woman in the plane next to me that I’m going to visit my boyfriend. I can see the appeal now.

anonymous asked:

r/hr scenes you wish the movies had kept?

Oh god, we’re going to be here all week. OKAY:

  • “We’re allowed to bring guests,” said Hermione, who for some reason had turned a bright, boiling scarlet, “and I was going to ask you to come, but if you think it’s that stupid then I won’t bother!” “You were going to ask me?” asked Ron, in a completely different voice. “Yes,” said Hermione angrily. “But obviously if you’d rather I hooked up with McLaggen …” There was a pause while Harry continued to pound the resilient pod with a trowel. “No, I wouldn’t,” said Ron, in a very quiet voice.

BECAUSE DUDE, THIS IS BASICALLY SAYING “I LOVE YOU”. GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, RON AND HERMIONE, JUST RUN BEHIND THE BROOMSTICK SHEDS AND MAKE OUT OR SOMETHING I DON’T EVEN KNOW

  • Ron glanced at Hermione, then said, “What if purebloods and half-bloods swear a Muggle-born’s part of their family? I’ll tell everyone Hermione’s my cousin –“ 
    Hermione covered Ron’s hand with hers and squeezed it. “Thank you, Ron, but I couldn’t let you – “ 
    “You won’t have a choice,” said Ron fiercely, gripping her hand back. “I’ll teach you my family tree so you can answer questions on it.” 
    Hermione gave a shaky laugh.

WHY CAN’T I STOP MYSELF FROM FEELING OH GOD

  • ‘Yes, Harry,’ said Hermione gently, 'but all the same, there’s no point pretending that you’re not good at Defence Against the Dark Arts, because you are. You were the only person last year who could throw off the Imperius Curse completely, you can produce a Patronus, you can do all sorts of stuff that full-grown wizards can’t, Viktor always said -' 
    Ron looked round at her so fast he appeared to crick his neck. Rubbing it, he said, 'Yeah? What did Vicky say?' 
    'Ho ho,’ said Hermione in a bored voice. 'He said Harry knew how to do stuff even he didn’t, and he was in the final year at Durmstrang.' 
    Ron was looking at Hermione suspiciously. 
    'You’re not still in contact with him, are you?' 
    'So what if I am?’ said Hermione coolly, though her face was a little pink. 'I can have a pen-pal if I -' 
    'He didn’t only want to be your pen-pal,’ said Ron accusingly. 
    Hermione shook her head exasperatedly and, ignoring Ron, who was continuing to watch her, said to Harry, 'Well, what do you think? Will you teach us?' 

/every time Ron gets jealous about Viktor because it’s both hilarious and showing that he can’t help but show his affection for Hermione when he’s exacerbated in the smallest way and I love him for it.

  • 'There you go,’ said Ron. 'We got as much as we could carry.' 
    A shower of brilliantly coloured sweets fell into Harry’s lap. It was dusk, and Ron and Hermione had just turned up in the common room, pink-faced from the cold wind and looking as though they’d had the time of their lives. 

I know we did see a bit of R/Hr going to Hogsmeade by themselves, but I love the small references and parts in the book that show how Ron and Hermione enjoy spending time with one another. Every other relationship in the trio obviously includes Harry, and it makes my shipper heart happy to know that Ron and Hermione go the the library together to study, or sit next to each other in class, or walk along corridors whispering about Harry’s latest WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE catastrophe. It’s a nice element of their relationship.

  • Ron, he saw, was now holding Hermione and stroking her hair while she sobbed into his shoulder, tears dripping from the end of his own long nose.

I really wish they had kept the whole funeral scene in, but ughhh KILL ME this bit. It’s such an indicator to the physicality of R/Hr and how it’s their own stubbornness that keeps them apart, but when they’re faced with such sadness and tragedy, that facade just falls away and they turn to one another because they’re such strong forces in each other’s lives. I think it was important in the books to establish that Ron and Hermione were at this point at the end of the sixth book, because their relationship takes huge strides in DH and this sort of prepares for it.

if you thought it was impossible for me to invest my time in this many AUs, you were wrong. After a really awful rp where Joseph ended up killing Seb, we somehow came to an AU where Seb comes back as this sort of ethereal ghost thing that just kind of… haunts everyone. The gold is symbolic idk. 

“You and Isaac should be better friends than you are anyways,” said one Mr. Spender.

When you’ve got Ed as props handler and Isaac with special effect, you can make a pretty mean theater duo. To some extent.

Yes, Isaac, let your anime out. But, turn around Isabel can’t hear you; a rose in your mouth doesn’t help, either.

Things my little brother says
  • “Weed.” 
  • “What if that building gets hit by a meteor? What if there’s a frog apocalypse? WHAT IF-”
  • “Is this how you moon walk?” *Does the walking man* 
  • “Your uncles name is a month, do you know what it is?” “Uncle April?”
  • “We’re going to the strips.” “We’re going to the strip club?!”
  • “Are you going to put this on Tumblr?”
  • “You talk too much, how about we put duct tape on your mouth?” “That’s illegal.”
  • “What if I was a giant tuna?”
  • “You just licked my ear!” “I wouldn’t, it’s salty.” “No it’s not, I tasted it before!”
  • “Your t-shirt tastes salty. I licked your t-shirt.” 
  • “I’ll bite your phone and eat all the Giga and Mega bites.”
  • “That water’s pooing right now.”
  • But the best of all: “YMCA means ‘you’re my perfect Ate!’” [He may have got a letter wrong, but it’s still cute.]