where are we? —i was following you! / let me tempt you to a spot of lunch! / hungry?
Being an English Lit student and into dark academia means every time I wear a white shirt I become a Jacobean Shakesperean actor, Hamlet, Fitzwilliam Darcy, John Keats (all the Romantics, actually), a 17th century pirate and somehow an ABBA member - all at once. And I love it
you know what else absolutely broke me about S4? when sherlock is strung out and thin and scruffy and sad and lonely, all he wants to do is die (go back to the script, it’s all there in between), and when culverton is killing him, he says finally, “I don’t want to die.”
wanting to be dead but not wanting to die.
all for the love of a man who beat you bloody and only came to save you because the ghost of his lying wife made him feel guilty.
oh, sherlock.
It's mental illness 💅🏼
Romanticise it to survive it, girl
Hiii neil, Was it intentional for Aziraphale to look all lovey-dovey at Crowley in good omens, or is that just how michael sheen looks?
I find all of these photos extremely disturbing. Michael Sheen was actually forbidden from looking at David Tennant during the shooting of Good Omens. We had people in place to make sure there was no looking of any kind. I trust you'll report any more photos like this to the proper authorities. They will know what to do with them.
All the queer representation we're getting this year is Phenomenal!!!
In love with the love fellas 🏳️🌈💖🤗
I just can't with these candid freebatch moments...
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I am Broken
How does it feel… to be in love?
OUR FLAG MEANS DEATH → 1.05 | 1.10
Got to see Hadestown for the first time ever today (and it was amazing oh my god I had no idea what I was missing) and I'd just like to give a shout out to the poor soul in the audience who had clearly never heard the myth of Orpheus before, because when Orpheus turned around at the end the audience was dead silent except for this one very audible gasp of "no!" from somewhere in the crowd. And after Euridyce was gone and Orpheus dropped to his knees in grief, all anybody --cast, audience, the uncaring gods, etc -- could hear was muffled weeping from the same person