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Year 2, Comic 4 – Hazeapalooza

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15 “What, now I’m only allowed to find half the population attractive?” Holsom?

omgericzimmermann:

Warnings for: vaguely NSFW language and the city of Santa Cruz. 

Holster always knew it would happen like this: he would be
having an otherwise normal conversation with someone and the opportunity to
make a bad joke about how not straight he was would present itself, he wouldn’t
be able to resist the temptation, and then everyone would know.

Like on some level, he’s a-ok with this because it’s 2016 it
shouldn’t be a big deal anymore, they’re at Samwell, he can just mention it
causally like that’s always been the case and everyone’s always known it’s the
case and that should be that.

He…he didn’t mean for it to be Ransom that he came out to. Not
first.

“Because it’ll be fuckin’ sick,” Ransom insists, showing
Holster the vacation rental he’s found. “Look how close it is to the beach!
Because bro, you do understand that there are
not beaches in Seattle right?”

“Yeah, I know,” Holster says. He’s looking forward to their
short vacation before they move west. They’re going together, because how could
they not, because Holster’s going to the Schooners and Ransom’s going to UW Med
and they’re going to be together. It’s the only part of his future Holster’s
ever been sure of – Ransom will be there. “It’s fuckin’ sweet.”

“Right?” Ransom says, clicking the reservation forms for
their beach stay. They’ll probably bring some of the team – Bitty, Jack, Shits,
Lardo, maybe Dex and Nursey if they can promise not to shoot each other,
Chowder if he wants to stay in a rental in Santa Cruz instead of his actual
house – but for the majority of the vacation it’ll be him and Ransom.

“Bro, just think
of how many hot chicks we’ll get to see,” Rans says, his head falling back in
delight.

“What? I’m only allowed to find half the population
attractive now?” Holster asks.

The words are out of his mouth before he really registers
what he’s just said, but Rans is staring at him, his eyes wide.

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tiny-potatos:

samwellgotyourback:

des-zimbits:

My problem is really that I need a narrative arc for Ransom and Holster that isn’t “they’re pining (they think) unrequitedly for each other” because that is just Not Working for me right now.

Holster and Ransom hook up casually one night in their first semester of freshman year, but aren’t prepared for how Right it feels. they have an awkward few days trying to avoid the subject but they can’t avoid the attraction, and start seeing each other. it gets pretty heavy pretty fast, and they’re both kind of scared of what’s happening. they meet up over winter break and come to their Agreement:

A) they’re probably It for each other
B) they’re both young and dumb and not ready for It to happen yet
C) this is college, they want to explore sexuality and romance and have terrible stories about waking up handcuffed to streetlamps or what have you.

So the deal is this. They keep their thing on hold until they graduate. If there’s still a spark – if it’s still It for them – then go for it. But they take the next few years to work out themselves, to grow as people, and to explore fully the limits of the human reproductive systems.

They don’t pretend it’s not tough sometimes, seeing the other with someone else. And a couple of times the agreement has come close to breaking down – but they talk it out. They know they have a good thing here, and they’re not gonna let miscommunication ruin that for them.

And buried within the meat of the Agreement is the Niagara clause. One place where it’s null and void – where they’re not Ransom and Holster, Hockey Bros, but Justin and Adam, disgustingly in love and so excited to get to the rest of their lives together.

*slams fist on the table* YES!!!!!!

OK all the other headcanons can go home. This one is perfect. All the angst with out the major servings of unrequited attraction. I mean there is angst but also…. HAPPINESS !!!!💓💓💓💓

ziimmermanns:

no no you know what? fuck this

I want an update where rans and holster sit down with whiskey and actually try and figure out why he isn’t clicking with the team and what they can do to help him click with the team and basically whiskey actually opens up to them (bc honestly how can u not have u Seen ransoms jawline it’s just begging for you to tell secrets to it) and they help him through some of his issues regarding Bro Culture™ and he becomes extremely good friends with everyone on the hockey team and lardo helps him through his whole asexual realization thing

and it just shows rans and holster being gr9 captains and really understanding and doing everything they can to help out this poor fresher who doesn’t really understand a lot about himself and I love ransom and holster and whiskey so much and I really love the idea of them having a gr8 bromance together

kaylalacey95:

violacakes:

troey-jibiani:

Ok but what if for Halloween Dex wears a bad blond wig and glasses and Nursey wears a white snapback and salmon shorts

OK but the best thing about that is that Ransom and Holster CANNOT figure out who they are in costume as, and it just gets funnier as the night goes on because they keep guessing wrong.

Okay but then as they get more drunk they start hyperbolically acting out scenes from Ransom and Holsters life and they keep getting more and more touchy feely and ridiculous as the night goes on. 

Dex: Bro…Share a beer with me bro…

Nursey: Bro…I’m going to fucking cherish that beer with you bro..

Dex: I just..I need you to know that this is such a special fucking moment for me man…

Nursey: Bro…

Holster: Bro…Are they like….a Meme…or something?

Ransom: I don’t know man…Hey share a beer with me bro?

Holster: Wait.