Yeah, Yeah. Shut Up Elf.
Oh Tim. You goober.

Oh Tim. You goober.

“Star Trek?” I asked her. “Really?”
“What?” she demanded, bending unnaturally black eyebrows together.
“There are two kinds of people in the universe, Molly,” I said. “Star Trek fans and Star Wars fans. This is shocking.”
She sniffed. “This is the post-nerd-closet world, Harry. It’s okay to like both.”
“Blasphemy and lies,” I said.”
Harry Dresden and Molly Carpenter, Ghost Story by Jim Butcher (via frodo-swagins)


Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I’m too stubborn to die. And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die.


*screams and flails at screen* No Scarlet. NO. You can’t do this to me right now. I am audio-booking Cold Days and… and… Harry just left the island in chapter 18. AND BROTHERS. Adorable loving jerk-ass brothers, and OH MY HEART.

Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I’m too stubborn to die. And most of all because tomorrow is Oktoberfest, Butters, and polka will never die.

*screams and flails at screen* No Scarlet. NO. You can’t do this to me right now. I am audio-booking Cold Days and… and… Harry just left the island in chapter 18. AND BROTHERS. Adorable loving jerk-ass brothers, and OH MY HEART.

image