I love this gay ass show with its literally life ending injuries that heal immediately, but only when convenient to the plot, and its ridiculous use of modern phrases, and its laughing in the face of historical accuracy, and its kissing the face of the fans instead of trying to outwit them, and the way everyone involved in the show seem to go 'I KNOW RIGHT! I'M EXCITED TOO!' instead of mocking the fans
context: pac had fit choose between two different palm tree designs for the pool and fit chose the “uglier” one, which made him get predictably dramatic
Ok catching up with letters from watson and blanched soldier makes so many of watson's narratives SO hilarious in retrospect líke
Watson's POV: So yeah! I'm always loyal to Holmes even though he doesn't care about me that much :/ but it's alright cause he has a High Intellect and therefore no room for human emotions. Honestly half of the time I'm not even able to keep up with him it's a wonder he sticks with me but I suppose it's part of his habits as a Genius. One time I was briefly sure he had feelings and it made my entire year
Holmes's POV, right off the bat: So I'm recording this case and today I learnt that writing is so hard? Watson is SO good at keeping the public interested. He's so good at so many things. He's smart and incredible and delightful and the ideal helpmate and he's too humble to ever talk about this!! >:( He's my old friend btw. And Biographer. One time he got married AND LEFT ME ALL ALONE IN THE RAIN O SO CRUELY AND SELFISHLY but i forgive him because that's literally the only bad thing he has ever done in his entire life <3 I miss him so much when he's not here :(( Have I mentioned he's my friend? Where was I going with this. Oh yeah. Case.
Lemony Snicket was canonically a cheerleader and I haven't seen a single person talk about it. The possibilities are delightful- Lemony saying cheesy rhymes in a deadpan voice?? Lemony in a cheerleader outfit in general?? Lemony getting tossed around by others more qualified to be a cheerleader?? Lemony who joined cheerleading simply because Beatrice was in soccer?
I love that Elizabeth and Darcy are so ready to effectively tell each other they're full of shit. This happens a bunch of times, but I was re-reading their conversation at the Netherfield Ball and they're both kind of refreshingly Done.
[Darcy:] “Do you talk by rule, then, while you are dancing?”
[Elizabeth:] “Sometimes. One must speak a little, you know. It would look odd to be entirely silent for half an hour together; and yet, for the advantage of some, conversation ought to be so arranged as that they may have the trouble of saying as little as possible.”
[Darcy:] “Are you consulting your own feelings in the present case, or do you imagine that you are gratifying mine?”
“Both,” replied Elizabeth archly; “for I have always seen a great similarity in the turn of our minds. We are each of an unsocial, taciturn disposition, unwilling to speak, unless we expect to say something that will amaze the whole room, and be handed down to posterity with all the éclat of a proverb.”
“This is no very striking resemblance of your own character, I am sure,” said he.
It's also pretty funny, because I suspect Darcy is thinking of this sort of thing in a later conversation at Rosings:
“You mean to frighten me, Mr Darcy, by coming in all this state to hear me. But I will not be alarmed, though your sister does play so well. There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises with every attempt to intimidate me.”
“I shall not say that you are mistaken,” he replied, “because you could not really believe me to entertain any design of alarming you; and I have had the pleasure of your acquaintance long enough to know, that you find great enjoyment in occasionally professing opinions which, in fact, are not your own.”
I am begging.... please.... please use capital letters, speech marks, and full stops.... please do not write your 1k+ fic in the small font.... please, for the love of God, do not write your entire fucking fic 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖋𝖔𝖓𝖙 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘
traveling to see a long distance lover in a few months and we're both about 5'4.. its symmetry of the heart! its completing a matching set after 20 years! its fitting over each other like milkcrates! its our shadows lining up! its picking same-sized clothes to exchange so we can still hold each other after i go! im in love and its my scariest secret! i am in love!!!!!
anon this is..........i am..............oh my godddd 😭