a/n: okay so...this is my first time writing a generic fic, in which I mean you can imagine whatever character you want. So uh...I hope I did this right. Also, listen to 'Dream a Little Dream of Me' by Karen Fukuhara. It's *chefs kiss*
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“Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper,
I love you
Birds singin’ in the sycamore trees
Dream a little dream of me”
Rain drizzled, gently pattering against the windows. I watched as the clear drops raced down. My brain was racing yet it was blank all the same. That growing pit in my chest ached as I listened to that familiar bittersweet tune. I loved to listen to it, yet it always brought me into a somber trance. The gloomy weather only seemed to add to my mood.
“Say nighty-night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me
While I’m alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me”
I frowned. I understood that longing feeling. Being alone and wishing for someone to love you. Although the singer is singing about their lover, my mind wandered to who I was crushing on. The thought of him kissing me, the thought of him holding me and asking me to stay with him, it loosened that hollow feeling just a little.
I had been pining over him for so long, it was starting to hurt. The pattering of my heart when he smiled at me so handsomely, started to ache. The warm flush that I used to bask in that he’d always manage to cause, started to grow cold. The usual happiness I felt when I’d look at him turned bitter. Yet no matter how much it hurt, I still found myself falling for his charms. The bitterness would leave, if only for a little while in his presence, only for it to come crashing down when he was gone.
“Stars fading but I linger on dear
Still craving your kiss
Now I’m longin’ to linger till dawn dear
Just saying this”
There was no one to blame but myself. I had spent so long dwelling on my feelings, on pretending like they weren’t there, that it started to warp. I was by his side for so long, that it felt like he overlooked me, that if I were to disappear from his life, that he wouldn’t even notice.
The answer to my problems seemed easy on surface level. Just confess, get these feelings off my chest and be done with the whole deal. Yet, after this long, he hadn’t noticed. He hadn’t noticed how my gestures ran deeper than just friendly. How I dropped everything to make sure he was okay. Not only that, but he hadn’t hinted at liking me back. We were just friends, and even if it hurts, I don’t want to lose that. Because I care for him as a person, and if he’s happy, then that’s all I could ask for.
“Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dream whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me
Dream a little dream of me”
Robert Scheerer’s 1969 ABC TV version of ARSENIC AND OLD LACE starred: Helen Hayes, Bob Crane, Lillian Gish, Fred Gwynne, Sue Lyon, Bob Dishy, and Jack Gilford
Daphne: I'm sorry, Velma, but I guess my dating expertise doesn't work for supervillans.
Velma: In this case I guess I have to bring the big guns!
Fred: So you are finally taking my help?
Velma: What? No. If Daphne couldn't help, it's clear you can't.
Fred: Ouch! Fair but ouch. Then what are you doing?
Velma: I actually have a great friend, almost a brother even, that is an expert on villans!
Fred: You mean Shaggy?
Velma: No. I guess Shaggy is like a brother to me. But no. Why would I mean Shaggy?
Fred: *shrugs*
Daphne: Well who is it?
Velma: Doctor Jonathan Crane of course.
Shaggy: Like that scary dude from the Jackal-Laterns incident?
Velma: The very same. We've been keeping contact. He isn't really that bad.
Daphne: Isn't him on Arkham?
Velma: Yep. But the doctors think our friendship actually helps his treatment so they gave him vídeo call privileges as long as I'm the only one calling.
Daphne: Velma, I don't think this is a good idea, I didn't want to tell you that but is less lack of villan expertise and more that you are a complete lesbian disaster and I don't think this Crane guy knows anything about dating anyway and she is already talking to him. Okay. Sure. Good luck, I guess.
Hi where can I watch Desperate Romantics? I definitely want to watch it for the plot and not for Peter Sandys-Clarke
Lucky for you the plot is simple, it's pretty boys painting pretty girls while hiding their deep homosexual feelings...okay that's a joke.
It's actually a fictional telling of the lives of the Pre-Raphalite Brotherhood set in London as they seek fame and to revolutionise the art world.
It's six episodes, one hour long each. Peter Sandys-Clarke is only in the last two of this series but is the most likeable male in it.
It's currently available to buy on Amazon, and you can get the DVD from CEX for £2.50.
But you can watch it currently on Dailymotion, Youtube and Flixtor (thanks @spineless-lobster)
I've also made a drive with all the episodes here (UPDATE: my dumbass only realised the first half is on here so will need to do this again....) so if those links ever go down the show can still be watched
Btw this show has some nudity and like...not the best treatment of women...but it's a fun show and an interesting watch
@CallTheMidwife1 never fails to make me smile! Sunday treat filled with so many emotions 🥺❤️ Sister Monica Joan deserves a hug ❤️❤️
Sister Monica Joan is inspirational, especially with ''Enter, if you must'' Love it! 😅 Thank you @CallTheMidwife1 for a fantastic episode with important issues & for making me cry with Fred 🥺😭 Poor Joey 💔
@sicktember Prompt 24 - ‘I Need You To Pull Over!’
Set during S9 Christmas Special
“Sorry,” Sister Julienne’s hoarse voice cut through the bickering. “Could you pull over Fred?”
“Something up?” he asked from the driver’s seat, glancing back in the rearview mirror.
“Just pull in,” Val said, seeing the unnatural shade the sister had turned. She wasn’t feeling particularly clever herself as they wound their way along the windy roads, but it certainly looked like the sister was well past that.