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@elizabethofbolsover
I’m sorry I still think this is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen
If I ever don’t reblog this…. Call for help.
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elizabethofbolsover:
“Danie”, she sighed, somewhat tired of explaining herself. “My mother has written to me three times since I’ve been here! If I don’t get back to her and her ridiculous quest to make me a wife, I’m afraid she’ll turn up here with a carriage-load of suitors!”. She was only mostly joking.
Her eyebrows raised slightly. She knew of her aunt’s desire for Beth to be married. “Well, if you stay here, at least she can send them over. You will be slightly safer then and me and Cole can help you with it.” She offered, hoping that it may work to some extent. “What do you say?”
Elizabeth paused, considering her friend’s idea. It was perhaps more sensible than it had first seemed. “Danie, you don’t think you and Cole could to write to her? I don’t think she trusts him to make any sort of decision about my future alone, but the two of you have been doing so well at Bolsover, she might consider it beneficial to involve you.” She started to feel hopeful, but tried to suppress it, she knew this whole escapade could only ever end in disappointment.
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
thelostandlonelytimeagent
“Honestly, the insults are just childish. Anybody would think you were the one with the crush on me.” He sniffed dejectedly. “I don’t have a crush on Harriet, the woman has an attitude undeserving of her station. If it wasn’t for her inate ability in Transfiguration I doubt she would even have that damn station.” His hand tightened on his quill, the Transfiguration work that was being him so much still half finished on his desk. He had been in the library for a good hour and just couldn’t get a handle on it. Yet for all her complaining Harriet took to it like a duck to water.
“You should be so lucky.” she stated cooly, “and if you want my help you’ll have to start being nicer about her… would you like me to define the word nice for you?” She tried not to let her annoyance at his assessment of her friend show.
“I don’t need help with social niceties, if anything she does. I can’t believe she keeps her badge with the way she mouths off sometimes.” He grumbled, eyes still fixed on the work. “Unless you were offering to help with the important things like schoolwork this time?”
Not that he was focused at all on said work now. His mind had wandered to a tall girl, a willowy figure much like his own with long, raven hair. She looked a lot nice with her mouth closed.
“Please!” she snorted, “I’ve never heard you say a polite word to anyone!” She wondered if the obstinate boy in front of her would ever be good enough for her friend. “Besides, if you want help studying for Transfiguration there is someone i know who could help you.”
“And I know several other Ravenclaws who could help too, I’m not quite sure why were sat here arguing about it.” He snapped back, trying to banish the image from his mind. However, the second he had finally gotten a clear head she appeared again, this time physically, wandering through the stacks a few rows down from the two of them.
“You’re the one arguing” she smirked “I’m just graciously offering to help you because clearly you have a giant crush on-“ she quickly cut off as she followed his gaze and her eyes rested upon her friend moving quickly toward them.
“Harriet.” Archimedes said cooly, nodding towards the approaching girl and trying not to let his gaze linger on her. His eyes firmly planted in the notebook, he continued. “How are you finding this essay?” His voice was stiff.
“Hatty!” Elizabeth waved excitedly when she saw her friend, who grimaced in response to Archimedes’ question.
“I just… don’t see how we could possibly write this many words in a week”, Hatty stated, with a rather dazed look on her face.
A plan started to form in Elizabeth’s mind, “Well, since we’re all here anyway why don’t we study together?” she fixed her gaze on Archimedes, daring him to challenge her suggestion.
“Oh of course, mcgonnagals favourite would be struggling as well.” He muttered bitterly, looking anywhere but at Hatty as she agreed happily and sat down.
She frowned at his jibe, but with a quick glance at Liz she settled down and smiled sweetly at Archie. “How about we try and write it together?”
“Yes! Please, It’s an absolute nightmare. I swear we were supposed to be done with vanishing spells months ago.” Elizabeth sighed.
Hatty frowned, “No, Elizabeth!” She sighed, exasperated, “that was just invertebrates, mammals are much more complicated.” She started rifling through the stack of notes she had dropped on the table, eventually landing on a large parchment with several sketches of mice. “Here.” She pushed the drawings across the table and pointed the first one out to the bewildered twosome in front of her, “you have to understand the anatomy you’re trying to vanish, otherwise you’re just going to torture the poor things”.
Elizabeth narrowed her eyes at the parchment, wondering if she’s been asleep for the whole class, considering how little sense her friends explanation made.
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
thelostandlonelytimeagent
“Honestly, the insults are just childish. Anybody would think you were the one with the crush on me.” He sniffed dejectedly. “I don’t have a crush on Harriet, the woman has an attitude undeserving of her station. If it wasn’t for her inate ability in Transfiguration I doubt she would even have that damn station.” His hand tightened on his quill, the Transfiguration work that was being him so much still half finished on his desk. He had been in the library for a good hour and just couldn’t get a handle on it. Yet for all her complaining Harriet took to it like a duck to water.
“You should be so lucky.” she stated cooly, “and if you want my help you’ll have to start being nicer about her… would you like me to define the word nice for you?” She tried not to let her annoyance at his assessment of her friend show.
“I don’t need help with social niceties, if anything she does. I can’t believe she keeps her badge with the way she mouths off sometimes.” He grumbled, eyes still fixed on the work. “Unless you were offering to help with the important things like schoolwork this time?”
Not that he was focused at all on said work now. His mind had wandered to a tall girl, a willowy figure much like his own with long, raven hair. She looked a lot nice with her mouth closed.
“Please!” she snorted, “I’ve never heard you say a polite word to anyone!” She wondered if the obstinate boy in front of her would ever be good enough for her friend. “Besides, if you want help studying for Transfiguration there is someone i know who could help you.”
“And I know several other Ravenclaws who could help too, I’m not quite sure why were sat here arguing about it.” He snapped back, trying to banish the image from his mind. However, the second he had finally gotten a clear head she appeared again, this time physically, wandering through the stacks a few rows down from the two of them.
“You’re the one arguing” she smirked “I’m just graciously offering to help you because clearly you have a giant crush on-“ she quickly cut off as she followed his gaze and her eyes rested upon her friend moving quickly toward them.
“Harriet.” Archimedes said cooly, nodding towards the approaching girl and trying not to let his gaze linger on her. His eyes firmly planted in the notebook, he continued. “How are you finding this essay?” His voice was stiff.
“Hatty!” Elizabeth waved excitedly when she saw her friend, who grimaced in response to Archimedes’ question.
“I just... don’t see how we could possibly write this many words in a week”, Hatty stated, with a rather dazed look on her face.
A plan started to form in Elizabeth’s mind, “Well, since we’re all here anyway why don’t we study together?” she fixed her gaze on Archimedes, daring him to challenge her suggestion.
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“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
thelostandlonelytimeagent
“Honestly, the insults are just childish. Anybody would think you were the one with the crush on me.” He sniffed dejectedly. “I don’t have a crush on Harriet, the woman has an attitude undeserving of her station. If it wasn’t for her inate ability in Transfiguration I doubt she would even have that damn station.” His hand tightened on his quill, the Transfiguration work that was being him so much still half finished on his desk. He had been in the library for a good hour and just couldn’t get a handle on it. Yet for all her complaining Harriet took to it like a duck to water.
“You should be so lucky.” she stated cooly, “and if you want my help you’ll have to start being nicer about her… would you like me to define the word nice for you?” She tried not to let her annoyance at his assessment of her friend show.
“I don’t need help with social niceties, if anything she does. I can’t believe she keeps her badge with the way she mouths off sometimes.” He grumbled, eyes still fixed on the work. “Unless you were offering to help with the important things like schoolwork this time?”
Not that he was focused at all on said work now. His mind had wandered to a tall girl, a willowy figure much like his own with long, raven hair. She looked a lot nice with her mouth closed.
“Please!” she snorted, “I’ve never heard you say a polite word to anyone!” She wondered if the obstinate boy in front of her would ever be good enough for her friend. “Besides, if you want help studying for Transfiguration there is someone i know who could help you.”
“And I know several other Ravenclaws who could help too, I’m not quite sure why were sat here arguing about it.” He snapped back, trying to banish the image from his mind. However, the second he had finally gotten a clear head she appeared again, this time physically, wandering through the stacks a few rows down from the two of them.
“You’re the one arguing” she smirked “I’m just graciously offering to help you because clearly you have a giant crush on-“ she quickly cut off as she followed his gaze and her eyes rested upon her friend moving quickly toward them.
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
thelostandlonelytimeagent
“Honestly, the insults are just childish. Anybody would think you were the one with the crush on me.” He sniffed dejectedly. “I don’t have a crush on Harriet, the woman has an attitude undeserving of her station. If it wasn’t for her inate ability in Transfiguration I doubt she would even have that damn station.” His hand tightened on his quill, the Transfiguration work that was being him so much still half finished on his desk. He had been in the library for a good hour and just couldn’t get a handle on it. Yet for all her complaining Harriet took to it like a duck to water.
“You should be so lucky.” she stated cooly, “and if you want my help you’ll have to start being nicer about her… would you like me to define the word nice for you?” She tried not to let her annoyance at his assessment of her friend show.
“I don’t need help with social niceties, if anything she does. I can’t believe she keeps her badge with the way she mouths off sometimes.” He grumbled, eyes still fixed on the work. “Unless you were offering to help with the important things like schoolwork this time?”
Not that he was focused at all on said work now. His mind had wandered to a tall girl, a willowy figure much like his own with long, raven hair. She looked a lot nice with her mouth closed.
“Please!” she snorted, “I’ve never heard you say a polite word to anyone!” She wondered if the obstinate boy in front of her would ever be good enough for her friend. “Besides, if you want help studying for Transfiguration there is someone i know who could help you.”
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
thelostandlonelytimeagent
“Honestly, the insults are just childish. Anybody would think you were the one with the crush on me.” He sniffed dejectedly. “I don’t have a crush on Harriet, the woman has an attitude undeserving of her station. If it wasn’t for her inate ability in Transfiguration I doubt she would even have that damn station.” His hand tightened on his quill, the Transfiguration work that was being him so much still half finished on his desk. He had been in the library for a good hour and just couldn’t get a handle on it. Yet for all her complaining Harriet took to it like a duck to water.
“You should be so lucky.” she stated cooly, “and if you want my help you’ll have to start being nicer about her... would you like me to define the word nice for you?” She tried not to let her annoyance at his assessment of her friend show.
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
“No, no! Not with that… obviously.” Her eyes rolled right back into her head “I don’t care about your academic performance. I’m talking about your social skills, you know, romantically.” she gave him a knowing look.
“Romantically? What the hell do you…?” He spat, before his eyes widened buggishly in disbelief. “You don’t mean?” His cheeks turned as scarlet as the hem of her robes, though wether through embarrassment or fury it remained to be seen. “Who on earth do you think I need that kind of help with?!”
Elizabeth let a challenging stare rest on him just long enough to enjoy how uncomfortable he looked, “Who do you think you need that kind of help with?”
“You can’t be suggesting your incessant friend that I ACCIDENTALLY brushed hands with?” He growled, the colour not leaving his cheeks. “You know I can’t stand Gryffindors, why the hell would I want to spend more time with any of you than is strictly neccesary?” He refused to meet her eyes, instead finding a rather interesting line in his notes to stare at.
A smile played at her lips, “Interesting… see, I wasn’t exactly certain that you did have a crush on Hatty, but now i am.” her head tilted slightly, ah the fun she would have. “You are more transparent than a pane of glass bird-boy.”
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
“No, no! Not with that… obviously.” Her eyes rolled right back into her head “I don’t care about your academic performance. I’m talking about your social skills, you know, romantically.” she gave him a knowing look.
“Romantically? What the hell do you…?” He spat, before his eyes widened buggishly in disbelief. “You don’t mean?” His cheeks turned as scarlet as the hem of her robes, though wether through embarrassment or fury it remained to be seen. “Who on earth do you think I need that kind of help with?!”
Elizabeth let a challenging stare rest on him just long enough to enjoy how uncomfortable he looked, “Who do you think you need that kind of help with?”
Continued from here [x]
@elizabethofbolsover
“You know I can’t”
Danielle sighed. “Well, can’t you just stay with us for a few days more? I have really enjoyed having your company again. I have really missed it. Nothing would make me more happier than you staying with us just a while longer.” She looked at her cousin pleadingly.
“Danie”, she sighed, somewhat tired of explaining herself. “My mother has written to me three times since I’ve been here! If I don’t get back to her and her ridiculous quest to make me a wife, I’m afraid she’ll turn up here with a carriage-load of suitors!”. She was only mostly joking.
“Let me help you.”
“What with?” Archimedes replied waspishly. “You looked just as clueless as I did in that lesson, with these OWLS coming up…. I didn’t think they’d ramp up this much in difficulty.”
“No, no! Not with that… obviously.” Her eyes rolled right back into her head “I don’t care about your academic performance. I’m talking about your social skills, you know, romantically.” she gave him a knowing look.
//When you take a ‘short’ break from Tumblr to move to university and then don’t come back until you’re almost done with university 4 years later. Oops.
"Are you fucking insane?!" (AM, sideblog so I can't ask directly sorry)
“Apparently I am since I let you drag me into this!”
“Just stay with me.”
“You know I can’t”
Four Word . Prompts
“Please, come with me.”
“You’re always number one.”
“I can’t do this.”
“I won’t let you.”
“Maybe I’m just crazy.”
“I’m not even sorry.”
“Honestly, just stop it.”
“I believe in you.”
“Don’t be an ass.”
“Who were you with?”
“Please talk to me.”
“I can’t trust you.”
“I need you, though.”
“Don’t be fucking rude.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“So, it was you.”
“I need to go.”
“Just stay with me.”
“You can trust me.”
“Alright, I love you.”
“I’m sorry, but no.”
“Will you help me?”
“You’re a terrible cook.”
“Can you shut up!?”
“You love me, right?”
“I really need you.”
“I don’t love you.”
“I’m not doing this.”
“I really need you.”
“You don’t want me.”
“Let me help you.”
“You’re such a bitch.”
“I can’t do this.”
“You think you’re funny?”
“Hey, I said stop!”
“Will you marry me?”
“Wanna go out sometime?”
“I don’t want this.”
“You always this quiet?”
“Are you fucking insane!?”
“I don’t want you.”
“I’m not wearing that.”
“Sorry, were you sleeping?”
“This was never right.”
“You look really tired.”
“I’m out of here.”
“You need to go.”