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i jump up and down every time they come on screen!!! i love them so much!!!!

I'm sorry, how is this literally THE CUTEST PICTURE EVER???? <33333

oh wow... i don't know why that hadn't clicked for me while watching the episode... fucking hell

what do you mean simon had to hold maddie's dying body

SCHOOL SPIRITS: 2 X 07

A fic set in the aftermath of 02x08 where Janet tries to reintegrate back into the ghost gang after everything that happened and how it’s not all rainbows and sunshine and easy because people are messy is calling my name

I think it’s still weird that Janet and Mr. Martin slow danced on her very last day with the other ghosts. And it’s also weird that Mr. Martin said his watch belongs to her, that it’s a symbol.

Rip Janet Hamilton, you would’ve loved debit cards instead of losing backpacks of cash in grocery stores

Doing a season 2 rewatch for the first time since the season ended. Do we know who came to the Hamilton Grandmother’s house when Janet was squatting there and why Janet burned the house down?

why isn't anyone talking about how selfless wally clark was when he had to say goodbye to his love not once but twice and it shattered his heart but he hugged her and let her go AND THEN when she later stood frozen and uncertain whether to chase after her life what did he tell her even though it would mean she would be sprinting away from him forever? even though he told her he couldn't imagine crossing over to be better than being with her and he meant it??

he said "go, maddie."

and she went.

Just in case you’d like a lil bit of a headcanon for why they didn’t even SPEAK during this beautiful and heartbreaking scene, here’s a lil oneshot

SCHOOL SPIRITS — 2.08 "Fire, Talk to Me"

If I Open the Door to Heaven or Hell [Wally/Reader]

Summary: You're there for Wally after he confronts his scar. Word Count: 1.8k Author's Note: Just a little thing I wrote after I watched the new episode this morning. Because what do you mean he went through all that alone and no one was there for him? He deserved better. If you liked this, letting me know would make my day! Read On AO3 // Part Two // Part Three

When you noticed Wally grab his football, you knew that he was going to investigate his scar to see if Mr. Martin was there. He didn't tell anyone. Not even Maddie. But you saw it happen, so you followed him.  

He was so focused that he didn't even seem to realize you were following him. It shouldn't have hurt. You had spent your life treated like an outsider, so going unnoticed wasn’t a new feeling. You just hated that your death wasn’t shaping up to be any different.  

Even though you had been half in love with Wally for years, he never seemed to get the hint. He joked around with you and threw his arm around your shoulders to reel you in close to his side and gave you these ridiculous smiles that sent your stomach flipping over itself. He was so bright and thoughtful and beautiful. All you wanted was more time with him. You would take an eternity with him, even, but once Maddie showed up, everything changed.  

You were all dragged into the mystery of Maddie's death. But it turned out Maddie wasn't dead. Not really. Janet had been the one to steal her body and Mr. Martin, the guy you had all trusted with your deepest, darkest secrets had been using you all along.  

The betrayal hurt and now everyone was hiding something. But not Wally. He was the rock of the group, lending support and care to anyone who needed it. 

But now, you all had the items that linked you to your deaths and they opened up your own personal hells. Rhonda had been completely shaken by what she saw in hers and you weren't quite ready to face whatever waited for you once you stepped into the girl's bathroom on the second floor near the pre-cal classroom. 

The fact that Wally was skulking away to be tormented by his death just didn’t sit right with you.  

You wanted to stop Wally. But he was so determined to help Maddie that you knew you wouldn't be able to sway him.  

He got to the football field before you did and once he stepped onto the grass, football tucked securely under his arm, he disappeared.  

"Wally!" You called, glancing around for him, but realizing that he wouldn't be able to hear you. He had stepped through a door and you wouldn't be able to follow. All you could do was wait for him and hope that he made it out unscathed.  

You sat down on the bleachers, keeping your focus on the field. You waited for him to reappear, but when he didn't show, you just started talking to fill the empty space in front of you.  

"Wally, I hope you're doing okay in there. I don't know what's happening, but I want you to know you're not alone." You started tracing your fingers along the grooves in the bench beneath you. "You're really the best out of all of us, you know that? You're so kind. You take care of all of us. You have our backs. And I know you'd do anything for us. I guess that's why you're facing your own personal hell just to help out Maddie. But sometimes I wonder who’s there for you. Who’s going to hold you up when you need it?"  

You felt nervous. You trusted Wally and you loved him, but you had never revealed to him just how deep your feelings ran for him. Sometimes, you thought Charley or Rhonda might have an idea, but they never brought it up. Whether it was to save you dignity or they just didn't care all that much, you couldn't really tell.  

It was hard not to be stupid over Wally, though. He drew you in and you were helpless against the pull of him.  

"Sometimes, I get really scared," you admitted, digging your fingernails into the metal just to ground you. "I get scared that you'll leave. I don't think I can do this without you, Wally. Not anymore. You're too important to me. I need you." 

Wally still hadn't appeared, so you kept rambling. It felt freeing, in a way, finally confessing when Wally couldn't catch you.  

"I think the first time I knew that I was gone on you was when you found me in the library. I was upset because it was the anniversary of my death. And for three years, my friends and family showed up to hold some kind of vigil. They would meet on the front lawn and share stories and talk about how much they missed me. That first year, seeing my mom and dad there nearly broke me. My best friend and my little brother and all of them. They showed up for me. But then my friends graduated. And my parents moved. And then no one showed up."  

You felt tears gathering in your eyes and hastily swiped them away. If Wally managed to leave his scar now, you didn't want him seeing you so upset.  

"They always left flowers at the flagpole, because they didn’t want to go anywhere near where they found my body. And my friend wrote a letter about how much she missed me and my brother left his favorite stuffed animal. It’s that orange squid I have stashed away in my old locker. But by that fourth year, I didn't have anyone left around to care about me and I felt so alone. You found me in the library and you dragged me out to the flagpole and showed me the flowers you stole from the groundskeeper and you wrote a letter about how I still mattered even in death. I didn't tell you then, but I think that's when I finally started believing that I would be okay. Because I had you," you added with a shaky smile.  

"I don't know what's going to happen to us. But I just want you to know, Wally, that as long as you're around, I know I'll be okay. And I would do anything for you too. I want to be there for you like you’re there for me. For all of us. Because you're the best person I’ve ever met. And I...I lo--" you were cut off from declaring your feelings for Wally by the sight of him suddenly reappearing at the side of the field.  

He collapsed to the ground, clutching the football to his chest. He was breathing heavy and he flung the ball away, leaving him curled up on the grass. He put a hand to his chest and his breaths were coming fast and uncontrolled.  

"Wally!" You shouted, racing down the bleachers to reach him. You hesitated at his side before seeing the agony in his expression. You dropped down to your knees and wrapped your arms around him, fearing that he was drowning in his own fear.  

You weren't expecting the way he practically latched on to you. His arms wrapped tight around your waist and he hid his face in the crook of your neck.  

"Wally?" You tried, realizing that he was shaking. "Are you okay?" 

Wally didn't respond. He simply shook his head, and you held on tighter.  

"I'm here for you," you assured him. Wally was always so strong. So ready to fight and defend. But whatever he had witnessed in his scar had left him speechless and traumatized. "I'm right here. I’m not going anywhere." 

Wally held you close, his breaths eventually evening out from panicked to steady.  

"I heard you, you know," he muttered into your neck after what felt like forever. He still hadn't lifted his head and you got the idea he was trying to hide.  

You tried not to shiver at the feeling of his lips brushing against your skin.  

"Heard what?" You asked, worried that you knew where this was heading.  

"I couldn't get myself out of there on my own. My coach and my mom and everyone was just so disappointed in me. I didn't want to be there but I couldn't make myself move. When I died, I didn't know it happened. It was over in a second. Just boom. Instant lights out. But I saw it happen and it hurt so much," he got out on a shaky breath. "I was about to lose it, but then I heard you. And you were talking to me about how much I meant to you and all I could think was that you're not disappointed in me." He finally lifted his head, his eyes locking with yours and leaving you transfixed. "I followed your voice out of there. You saved me." 

"Wally, you saved yourself," you said, bringing up a hand to smooth it down over his shoulder in an effort to comfort him. "You're the strongest person I've ever met. You've never been a disappointment. That coach and your mom? They were wrong. You’re amazing." 

Wally watched you for one moment into the next, leaving you with the urge to fidget under his attention. Finally, you noticed a small smile pull at his mouth, his eyes glinting with a hint of life. "Don't hate me," he murmured before he leaned forward, his lips brushing against yours.  

You felt yourself tense, unsure that this was actually happening, before you felt Wally begin to pull away.  

"Wait," you whispered before grabbing a fistful of his shirt and reeling him back in.  

This time, the kiss was less hesitant and more searching. You never thought for one second you would get this opportunity and you didn't want to waste it.  

Wally had pulled you closer, practically putting you in his lap, so when you broke the kiss, you leaned your forehead against his and smiled at him.  

"You really think I would hate you for that? Wally, it's what I've been wanting for years," you admitted, knowing that Wally had likely heard your aborted love confession. You might as well go for broke. "I've wanted you for years," you confessed.  

Wally's lips stretched into another smile. This one was radiant and relieved. He brought his hands up, framing your face in his palms, and held you close. "I think this is the first time I've been on this field since I died and felt anything good." He bit his lip, his eyes searching yours, before he nodded his head as if he had decided something. He moved to stand up, gripping your hand tight in his so you followed after him. He started leading you away from the field towards the bleachers, taking a moment to scoop up his football, before leading you away.  

"Where are we going?" You wondered, trusting Wally and knowing you would follow him anywhere.  

"I think I've earned something good," he told you, his gaze lingering on you letting you know that you were the something good he was talking about. The idea sent a little pleased thrill through you. "Want to go make out under the bleachers?" 

"God, yes," you agreed, delighted and exhilarated.  

You knew that the time would come to find the others. Wally would have to talk about his scar and you would eventually have to confront yours. But for now, you would push all the pain and fear aside and finally let yourself have something good with Wally. 

2x07 spoilers ahead!!! Fun fact Paramount+ wouldn't let me skip the recap.

Holy fuckshit

"Can ghosts have sex?" YES THEY CAN!

Rhonda walking in on Wally and Maddie like "oh my God ew" exactly how I'd have reacted if I walked in on that.

Mr. Martin can gargle my balls. I have run out of funny ways to express my hatred for that man. He will be sitting next to Grant Ward and Victor Augustine in hell for his crimes against Xavier (he was already close but the second he put his creepy ass hands on my favorite character he sealed his fate).

I don't have a lot of thoughts for the rest of the episode other than "WHAT THE FUCK??????"

Rhonda 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

2x06 Spoilers ahead

JESUS FUCK THIS WAS AN EPISODE.

Ik I said this last week but Mr. Martin can Pokémon Go to hell. At the end of the episode I was like "oh HELL NO". I want to hit this man with a close range hyper beam and then max rockfall his ass into the ground.

Mr. Anderson seems to be taking all this shit surprisingly well, or he's just really good at pretending he's not a complete mess.

Sandra 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭.

Sheriff Baxter sitting on the desk made me laugh for some reason like that shouldn't have been funny but it was. Wally, Charley, Rhonda, and Quinn dancing was also funnier to me than it was probably supposed to be.

Charley and Yuri ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 Ha! Gayyyyyyyy!

There's no way in hell Xavier's head ain't using Rapid Spin rn. Actually everyone's heads are using Rapid Spin.

2x05 Spoilers

HOLY PALKIA Y'ALL. My brain is not braining after this one. The feelings hit me like a Paldean Tauros. (Pardon my Pokémon puns)

First off, Charley x Yuri moments ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜 (holy palkia I can do colors). I love them so much. "Out of the closet or the pottery room?" BOTH. I sat there watching them like "Ha! Gayyyyyyyy!"

Xavier was kinda funny. When he spilled the salt lmao. Also yes dude maybe remember to blink sometimes. On a more serious note one of the ghosts he saw when he about went *oof!* may have been Maddie's dad? 🥺🥺🥺

Rhonda 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 oh my Jod I felt things during all the scenes in the band room.

Maddie seeing the fire Jod damn that hurt.

Mr. Martin can Pokémon GO to hell. He stole Mr. Anderson's body and had the AUDACITY to go to Maddie's house like that (step on a Pincurchin dude) and gave Janet a copy of Fahrenheit 451 (only took me 2 tries to spell that right).

Can we get an F in the chat for Simon's phone? Rip.

Janet knows that Simon knows that she's not Maddie.

NOOOO I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE BUT HIS ASS IS BACK PLS 😭😭😭😭

I know some of you are happy about this but I for one did not need to see Wally’s bare ass as I ate my lunch ✋😭

Diego: You kidnapped Maddie? That’s illegal!

Nicole: But Diego, what’s more illegal? Briefly inconveniencing our body snatched friend Maddie, or destroying our chances of convincing her to return to the school?

Diego: Kidnapping Maddie, Nicole!!!

Claire: Diego, listen, whatever I may think of you right now- these guys are counting on you to inspire them!

Diego: What, to kidnap people?!?!

Simon: To work together!

Diego: TO KIDNAP PEOPLE?!?!?!?!

Xavier: Diego, we all agreed a spirit wearing our friend’s body as a meat suit does not count as people.

SEASON 2 SPOILERS!!

here’s another meme drop but in gif form! low quality gifs = higher quality humor imo so I hope you enjoy!

S2E6 SPOILERS!!

hi hi everyone! here’s another meme drop for ya, please enjoy!

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

No literally they are way too powerful together and I live for it honestly. I wish we had a lot more episodes to watch their duoship blossom fr

Simon and Claire have only been allowed to team up one-on-one in this episode because they would have committed so many more felonies had they been paired together the entire time

He needs to teach me how to cope with the worst fr bc wdym bro went and golfed some balls instead of freaking the fuck out

mr. anderson is living his best life 😭

SHE LOVES THEM

Wally is unhinged this season.

“You’ve been here four years babe, try forty”

“Where can we find a bazooka?”

“Why didn’t you break the glass?”

“Maybe she was like a secret brew master. Like making prison hooch”

“Out of the closet or the pottery room?”

Charley: like body shots?

Wally: ooh I miss those

the way I’m more invested in that than the major plot this season. it’s a little itch in my brain that desperately needs to be scratched bc I can’t focus on much else like WDYM WHY NOT TELL SIMON THE OTHER ONE THAT CAN LITERALLY SEE A GHOST idk idk idk I just I’m literally obsessed

im never gonna shut up about how much i love xaviers subplot with the hospital ghosts cuz what the fuck do u mean he saw maddies dad at the hospital. maddies dad is the hospital fisherman. this is going to mean something very soon i assume. xavier bestie telllllllll someone about ur mini death. please.

No one:

Xavier during that dinner with Janet:

SEASON 2 SPOILERS!!

I’m back again with some more memes from season 2 so enjoy at your own risk!

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | — | pt. 4

Simon: Okay guys we need a plan to convince Janet to give Maddie her body back Everyone else: Hmm yes this is a Very Serious Situation™ and we need a Very Serious Solution™ Meanwhile Xavier: s A L t

[fully ignoring the fact that janet got bagged and kidnapped as I scuff my feet against the floor because I'm not yet mentally ready to theorize about whatever the Fuck is going on with that plot thread] man... simon is such a great character huh. he's kind of like a feral cat that's hanging on by a thread and I love him a lot.

SEASON 2 SPOILERS!!

here’s part two, y’all! all the memes I made wouldn’t fit into one post lmao

pt. 1 | — | pt. 3 | pt. 4