I like how all of these 11-17 year olds are just going to school with vampires and werewolves and giant spiders and vicious three-headed dogs in their backyard, yet they need a permission slip with an iron-clad parent/guardian signature to go have a harmless butterbeer at the nearby wizarding village.
Okay, Hogwarts. Okay.
sending the entire teen wolf cast invites to my birthday party in november
i’m gonna make cards that look like a burned down house
and say “it’s gettin’ hot as hale in here”
they all better fucking show up