Malarkey: I Hope I Get Run Over.

im here for hc that harry - bless his sweet irish soul - is completely blind that his two best friends are very much in love. And i mean like OBLIVIOUS. And everyone else knows that they are a couple and its not even a secret but harry just doesnt see it. Here are examples of what i mean:

- nix and dick are sitting on the sofa, nix attentivly listening to dick, one hand playing with dick’s hair. Harry dismisses it as ‘look, dick works late, he probably has a headache and nix is massaging his head’

- nix and dick are holding hands. Harry says dick often holds nix by the hand probably because the latter would just wonder off god knows where without supervision

- nix and dick are sleeping in the same bed. “Lip you are kidding me, right, sharing a bed doesnt mean anything. I mean the other day i caught you and Ron sleeping on the couch, next thing i know you will be telling me that the two of you are a thing”

Lip:

I stop everything when the Band of brothers intro song starts playing.

Lipton: you need to be careful, you nearly died

Speirs: you call it a near-death experience

Speirs: I call it a vibe-check from god

Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

Muck, over the phone, holding his bloody nose: Hey, Malark! We're best friends, right, bro?

Malarkey, sighing: Normally I would say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is heading somewhere I won't like.

Perconte: Listen, kid-

O'Keefe: Please, call me O'Keefe!

Perconte: I'd really rather not. If I named you, I could get attached.

Guarnere: Oh look, it’s Doc.

Babe: Oh, no! You can’t let him see me like this!

Guarnere: Like what? You look fine.

Babe, mortified, taking a deep breath: I’m not wearing cool socks today.

and that’s just how it be, folks