brainstopper: paris squad of confusion
Sough ||
"The soughing of the wind in the branches of the trees"
where are we? —i was following you! / let me tempt you to a spot of lunch! / hungry?
Ahhkjhhhjhgh when he says Char and immediately panics that he's been "too much" and Charlie just beams. 😍🤗
MY HEARTTTTTT!!!
i was unaware their shipname was narlie until literally five seconds ago and im cackling
found a compilation of some of sherlock’s gayest moments when looking through my google drive. i am Unwell
May Prompts 🌺
Word prompts to use for doodling or writing
strawberries
adventure
golden hour
lake house
picnic
mayflower
nostalgia
homecoming
juice box
farmer’s market
morning light
birdsong
drive-in theater
island
photographs
riptide
coffee-to-go
tree house
instrument
cerulean
porch
animal shelter
lemonade
potted plant
spirit
milkshake
orchids
field
petrichor
sketching
memory lane
Oh my god I'm crying at the thought of season 3
Hope Crowley gets to be extremely dramatic in S3
every day i am percieved™️
For those that aren't in Australia right now, we have the funniest scandal going on.
Firstly let us introduce you to the eye of the storm: Sam Kerr. Sam is a women's soccer player who has in the last year become one of the most famous and beloved athletes in Australia. Captain of the women's national team, Sam became something of a cult figure after the last Women's Soccer World Cup became a complete unpredicted sensation in Australia, with the whole country getting behind the team.
Sam, up until now, has had probably one of the most squeaky clean images in sport. Generally in Australia it is not uncommon for our sports stars to be caught up in scandals involving drugs:
violence:
drinking their own urine:
or if you're cricket legend Shane Warne, probably all three at once.
Contrasting all this, Sam's image as the squeaky clean saviour for sport made it all the more shocking this last week, when it was announced that Kerr was to face trial after having been charged by the UK police of a "racially aggravated offence" involving a taxi driver.
This was shocking news. Nobody knew what to make of it. Sam was a model for young girls everywhere and a national treasure. "This is why we can't have nice things" screamed the nation. It seemed like all hope was lost.
That is, until, yesterday, when the UK police finally revealed the full details of the case, in which Sam Kerr, sporting legend, was arrested for vomiting in a cab, and then telling an intervening police officer that he was a “stupid white bastard”.
Now we probably don't need to point out that in Australia, vomiting in a taxi and then calling a cop a bastard is about as close to a national culture as we have.
You could not have come up with a better headline to make someone a national hero.
Needless to say, Sam in now being hailed down under as the greatest legend that ever lived, and a petition has already been started to have her picture added to the $5 note.
The tide has swung so far that not one, but TWO, state Premiers have spoken out in support of Kerr, and the Prime Minister has even gone on the record describing her as "a delight".
And so ends the racial abuse saga of our greatest sports hero of all time, and the very first reverse milkshake duck to ever exist.
I just realized that in this godforsaken scene:
When Sherlock says “I think it could work”
He’s saying ”I think the name Sherlock Watson could work”
And then John, still laughing, realizes what he just heard and does a sort of puzzled look back up at Sherlock:
And Sherlock just:
And in conclusion, we’re not exactly looking at an aborted declaration of love.
For my own sake...
I am not a writer in occupation or skill. I simply spend so much time up in my imagination that I feel much of it is worth putting down on a page.