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Miss Congeniality (2000) dir. Donald Petrie
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sun-lit-roses · 2 days
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i don’t want a star trek musical episode where they sing half assed pop songs i want the weyouns doing cell block tango from chicago
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sun-lit-roses · 3 days
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sun-lit-roses · 5 days
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Three modes of feelings toward characters as the writer is writing them:
These fuckers (affectionate)
These fuckers (annoyed)
These fuckers (literal)
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sun-lit-roses · 6 days
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Evgenia Obraztsova in Romeo and Juliet (Bolshoi Ballet)
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sun-lit-roses · 6 days
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My cartoon for this weekend’s @guardian books
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I don't know if I can pick a favorite, but I do like the ending of The Story Girl:
[B]before us was the dream of spring. It is always safe to dream of spring. For it is sure to come; and if it be not just as we have pictured it, it will be infinitely sweeter.
please drop your favorite lm montgomery quote below! 👇
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sun-lit-roses · 7 days
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[video by emersonbrophy. caption: no celery was wasted in the making of this video (very sick of ants on a log)]
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sun-lit-roses · 7 days
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Reblog and put in your tags your favorite iteration of the Starfleet uniform
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sun-lit-roses · 7 days
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i didn't realize there was a show where rebecca romijn hauls around her glitching manic pixie dream noah wyle by his tie like a leash. why didn't anyone tell me this?
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sun-lit-roses · 8 days
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Artist’s depiction of plot bunnies taking over my brain
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sun-lit-roses · 8 days
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Anyway here’s a poem I wrote about my cat
After “Do not stand at my grave and weep”, author disputed:
Do not stand at your bowl and meow. I gave you food. It’s in there now. I feed you at the dawning light, I feed you at the fall of night. I feed you kibbles mixed with meat And wet food for a special treat. I feed you even though you scoff At all the food within your trough. I feed you and still yet you yell Like as a beast from deepest hell. Do not stand at your bowl and cry. I gave you food. You will not die.
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sun-lit-roses · 9 days
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fake fic title: Three's a Crowd
So I went a little overboard on this:
Three’s a Crowd:
Jane Andrews is traveling on the new trans-Canadian railroad that was just completed to her next teaching assignment. Her elderly chaperone, Mrs. Alexander, is a battleaxe of immovable respectability.
Upon boarding the train, their reserved compartment is occupied by a most vexing man in a battered hat and frayed cuffs who insists it is his compartment. Mrs Alexander says he should buy another ticket or sit in the smoking car. Neither will budge, and they are forced into a stalemate of sharing space for the long journey.
He accompanies them into the stations to eat meals and sits with them making genial conversation. (Mrs Alexander is sure it is to prevent them from barring him from their compartment.)
The Vexing Young Man produces a deck of Happy Families after several hours, inviting Jane to play. She supposes that Rachel Lynda wouldn’t disapprove since it isn’t an actual deck of cards. They pass the time pleasantly as Mrs Alexander snores.
Eventually they reach their destination and part ways. Over the next few weeks, Jane finds life a little flat without her seatmate. Mr Inglis. As she is wiping the board and tidying slates at the end of the day, she hears a commotion in the entryway.
It is Mr Inglis, who had been searching every schoolhouse in Manitoba (she never said which one). He presents her with a posey of wildflowers and confesses his unwavering respect and devotion, even, dare he say it: love? Will she marry him and join him on his claim?
Jane agrees, but insists she must finish her contract so only after the term is up.
Epilogue: Mrs Alexander eventually discovers his secret. She’s been making polite inquiries after he let it slip he was lately of the Cayoosh District. She is the one who insists that he buy new clothes.
Send me a fake fic ask!
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sun-lit-roses · 9 days
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My favorite thing about Eliot Spencer is how invested he gets in whatever job/role he’s doing for the con. He has to play a caterer? He will give you a gourmet menu and poach some pears for dessert. He has to play a minor league baseball player? He will hit a home run and he will be excited when the local deli names a sandwich after him. He has to play a police officer? He will make Hardison respond to a call that’s nearby because there might be kids in that house. Eliot commits.
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sun-lit-roses · 9 days
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A tempting buy 😂🖖
(For those who want to give in to temptation, it's Woot's deal of the day today: https://shirt.woot.com/offers/red-shirt-blue-shirt?ref=mwj_cd_deal_1)
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sun-lit-roses · 10 days
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season 1 scully
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