You, Me, Every Lifetime.

holster knowing abt ransoms crush on chowder and them talking abt it and just nudging rans whenever chowder does something Cute or Sexy (or both bc lets be honest that boy,,) thats aimed at rans and rans commenting on his Goalie thin g (where hes super intense during the game and shit) like just the boys flirting bc that is my Shit

“Dude,” Holster says sympathetically.

“I know,” Ransom sighs.

“You told him his helmet hair looked nice,” Holster winces.

“I know,” Ransom repeats, not even trying to hide his grimace.

“I haven’t seen you be this off your game in… ever.” He puts an arm around Ransom’s shoulders, steering him back towards their corner of the locker room and away from the goalie stalls where Chowder is happily chatting with Jack.

“Maybe it’s because he’s a teammate?” Ransom shrugs.

“Nuh uh,” Holster shakes his head, “Freshman year you had Mitchy wrapped around your finger after two practices. This is something else.”

“God,” Ransom groans, “He’s just - fucking - do you see him right now?” He gestures over at where Chowder is sitting in his stall, running a hand through his hair and beaming up at Jack.

“Dirty pool,” Holster says, “Cute, hot, and a little bit crazy. Exactly your type. You never had a chance, bro.”

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It’s the middle of the night, and Bitty skillfully sneaks into Jack’s bed to cuddle up with his boyfriend.

Jack’s immediate reflex is to yell “Goddammit, Shitty!”

Being married someday is going to be so cool. like you get to come home to your best friend every single day and just do life together.

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*obsesses over underdeveloped characters* if your writers won’t love you, I will.

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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#tag yourself i’m charles

can i just be in my head with you?

guys you know what we don’t talk about often enough. this picture 

like, what the fuck that’s canon. look at them. holy shit i can not with this. 2.15 blog post

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

okay please don’t make me be the one to write an omgcp fic where it’s a dirty game and someone goes flying into the goalie net and pushes chowder into the back and nursey and dex just kind of “thats our fucking goalie” and start a fight and nursey is there first and the crease just dissolves into mayhem. nursey gets his time in the sin bin and when he gets out he plays hard af and they win, but the moment they get to the locker room chowder grabs nursey to make sure he’s okay bc he’s got a busted lip and his cheekbone looks pretty bruised already and nursey prides himself on being calm and collected, proving himself with his stick instead of his fists, and nursey just smiles and grabs chowder, says he’s fine and asks how chowder is and chowders fine and nursey just jostles him, promises the next time he’ll get the shutout and chowder just pushes him back and promises next time he can fight his own fights and they’re both smiling and laughing and like idk some good pure chowder/nursey interaction