I'm Reading A Bunch Of Self-reported Case Studies Of Queer People In The 19th Century (Psychopathia Sexualis

Let's play... Bella or Watson?

While waiting for the next Letters from Watson email to arrive, fancy joining me in a little game of BELLA OR WATSON?

Some of these statements were written by Dr John H Watson about his friend Mr Sherlock Holmes. Some were written by Bella Swan about Edward, the hot teenage vampire from Twilight.

[IMG Silhouettes of Dr Watson and Bella Swan, text reads Watson or Bella]

(This was inspired by a tumblr post, but I'm afraid it's lost to the mists of ancient dash for me by now. Answers are under the cut!]

With his long, white, nervous fingers he adjusted [REDACTED], and [REDACTED].

glanced sideways at the beautiful [REDACTED], who was [REDACTED], [REDACTED] with long, pale fingers

His eyes were gloriously intense as he uttered that last sentence

I turned and he was leaning toward me, his pale, glorious face just inches from mine.

In the darkness he looked much more normal. Still pale, still dreamlike in his beauty, but no longer the fantastic sparkling creature of our sunlit afternoon.

In height he was rather over six feet, and so excessively lean that he seemed to be considerably taller. His eyes were sharp and piercing Watson or Bella?

His face flushed and darkened. His brows were drawn into two hard black lines, while his eyes shone out from beneath them with a steely glitter. 

An instant later he pulled me back into the blackest corner of the room, and I felt his warning hand upon my lips. The fingers which clutched me were shivering.

It was worth a wound—it was worth many wounds—to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. 

ANSWERS UNDER THE CUT

Question 1 - Watson

With his long, white, nervous fingers he adjusted the delicate needle, and rolled back his left shirt-cuff.

Question 2 - Bella

I glanced sideways at the beautiful boy, who was looking at his tray now, picking a bagel to pieces with long, pale fingers

Question 3 - Watson His nostrils seemed to dilate with a purely animal lust for the chase

Question 4 - Bella His eyes were gloriously intense as he uttered that last sentence

Question 5 - Bella

I turned and he was leaning toward me, his pale, glorious face just inches from mine.

Question 6 - Bella

In the darkness he looked much more normal. Still pale, still dreamlike in his beauty, but no longer the fantastic sparkling creature of our sunlit afternoon

Question 7 - Watson

In height he was rather over six feet, and so excessively lean that he seemed to be considerably taller. His eyes were sharp and piercing

Question 8 - Watson

His face flushed and darkened. His brows were drawn into two hard black lines, while his eyes shone out from beneath them with a steely glitter. 

Question 9 - Watson

An instant later he pulled me back into the blackest corner of the room, and I felt his warning hand upon my lips. The fingers which clutched me were shivering.

Question 10 - Yup, still Watson

It was worth a wound—it was worth many wounds—to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. 

ⓘ You can Bite your Friends.

EVERYONE PLEASE LOOK AT THE CHRISTMAS ORNAMENT MY FRIEND GIFTED ME

IT'S MY KEYCHAIN BUT AS AN ORNAMENT

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Mr Comically long snoot and Mr Comically large ears

They're about to do a little fusion dance and merge together into a bootleg elephant 🐘

give me holmes and watson in a queerplatonic relationship. give me holmes and watson that never marry and never get married. give me holmes and watson that remain eternal bachelors in the eyes of the world, because they've already found the partner they want to spend their life with. give me holmes and watson sharing soft moments of domesticity. give me holmes playing the violin every night because he knows it helps watson fall asleep. give me watson making holmes breakfast because he knows holmes forgets to eat when he's on a case. give me holmes and watson sharing a quiet night in after a good adventure, sitting by the fire and laughing heartily at their exploits, or putting together a jigsaw puzzle on a sunday afternoon. give me watson yelling at holmes for solving the crossword before him every morning because he wasn't even looking at the newspaper, he's just sitting over there smoking his pipe with that devilish look in his eye. give me holmes and watson sleeping in separate beds but in the same room; watson's side is neat as a pin and holmes' side is an unholy mess. watson begs him to clear it up. holmes knows where everything is and refuses to upset its delicate balance. give me holmes and watson bickering like an old married couple. give me watson helping holmes get dressed for a social event he probably doesn't want to go to, and gently knotting his tie. give me holmes and watson who love each other more than anything in the world, and it would never cross their minds to be physical with each other. they don't need to. they already know they're each other's soulmate.

give me holmes and watson in a queerplatonic relationship.

Unique coat colors on cats 🖤

J.C. Leyendecker

they make me crazy

i dont think i ever posted this here but i adore the idea of splicing together bumper stickers

stop letting miserable people on the internet convince you that you must have a concrete, well-constructed opinion on everything that has ever existed.