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The Greatest Short-Cut The World Has Ever Known!!!
Burning in magma on your way to China, thus distorting the Earth’s very stability. Woot.
Day 28: Something Pride and Prejudice related
OMG BRIDE AND PREJUDICE. HILLARIOUS
I present you with the funniest shit ever.
So if you’re wondering why I haven’t done anything on tumblr for the past hour it’s because I wanted my 1000th post to be ~*special*~.
And by special I mean I drew another ripoff of Kate Beaton’s “Ooh Mr. Darcy” comic but with Sherlock.
…..Yeah.
MYCROFT FLIPPING OUT
“Why did I put cameras in their apartment?”
MORIARTY TURNING EVEN GAYER
IT WAS AMAZING
MORIARTY TURNING EVEN GAYER
University, it is a bitch.
Day 8: Write a letter to Mr. Darcy
(To keep with posterity, I will not write it in early 19th century diction. I will keep with my own so I don’t sound crazy.K.)
Dear Mr. Darcy,
You have been, with no doubt, the one fictional character with which I always wanted to get involved with. I know our personalities wouldn’t really match up together, since I’m not very nice but we can both scoff at the young men nowadays and I promise not to talk about your writing. I’m very proper, BEAAUUTIIFFULL, and your sister and I can play duets all day long. But, if your feelings and wishes surrounding Elizabeth happen to change, you can hop out of that novel and I’ll push my roommate out of the apartment. The bed is located 2 feet away. We can make love in the afternoon, then I can bring you out for a lovely stroll along the river, and then we can discuss whatever you like. But because I’m sure by that point i’ll be braindead from your superior skills in the bedroom, it may not be as stimulating of company as you may hope.
If however, your feeling and wishes surrounding Elizabeth are unchanged, then I’d like to take the time to say sorry for the above, and that you sir, are a god.
Ever yours,
Me.
P.S. We can reenact the lake scene, the morning scene, you can walk around in just your cravat…It’ll be awesome. Trust me.
BAHAHAHA.
Haha the cravat line had me laughing, and the facial expressions are epic.
(Source: geothebio)
FRY DAY. THANK YOU INTERWEBS.
Afternoon Tea on the Terrace (1889) by Irving R. Wildes.
Self Portrait, Ralph Hedley. English (1848 - 1913)
King Arthur, Charles Ernest Butler, 1903
Edgar Maxence, L’âme de la forêt, 1898
elissa likes art - no.16
henri de toulouse-lautrec (1864-1901)
Helena from A Midsummer Night’s Dream by Arthur Rackham.
Orazio Riminaldi, Daedalus and Icarus, 17th century
Walter Crane
1878