A glimpse of glitter...

Mizu, 25, Hong Kong; Ravenclaw (or so I think); Majored in Linguistics; Multilingual.
Current Fandoms:
Cabin Pressure is Brilliant! Sherlock, Doctor Who, the Newsroom, Game of Thrones, Elementary, Person of Interest, Black Mirror, to name a few......and I'm Cumberbatched ever since Sherlock :D

(p.s. sorry if my English isn't perfect, I'm not a native speaker of English ^^)
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marielikestodraw:

gabbysilang:

gcatherinev:

The Proposal

okay so allow me to just revel in what’s been pulled off here, in terms of these characters and how much they’ve grown together, through knowing each other. 

sherlock knew for a week, and sat on it, and in fact tried to smooth the road so she’d know it was cool, she could go. and yeah, he’d be bummed about it, but he’s not gonna pull some petty shit and emotionally blackmail her into staying. in fact, what actually precipitates the above is this:

Sherlock: I’m frustrated because despite the recent attempt on a colleague’s life, you still have not agreed to learn self-defense. 

Joan (while pacing and somewhat forcefully snapping off latex gloves): You know what, I appreciate your concern with my safety, I really do, but I think we need to have a conversation about boundaries. Okay, you know, you’ve given me this incredible window into what you do, and it is fascinating, but at the end of the day, I am not your apprentice, I am your sober companion.

AND LET’S BACK IT UP EVEN FURTHER because this, to me, is a scene that stems directly from the “you even made a friend. …I AM TALKING ABOUT ME, YOU BUTTHOLE” scene. so basically sherlock’s week has been:

1. ex-“friend” tries to sabotage his entire life 

2. he calls dad, finds out joan lied to him 

3. JOAN IN DANGER OH GOD WHAT 

4. JOAN IS FREND?? joan says hey i am your friend you butthole

5. as a newly minted friend, tries to make leaving easy on joan

6. joan stays???? we are frends?? joan? joan???

7. right maybe if i hit her with things maybe that is what friends do

8. AND THEN THIS SCENE WHERE JOAN PULLS THAT NVM I AM JUST YER SOBER COMPANION CARD 

9. sherlock holmes, addict, butthole, and friend, respects them both enough to say “NOOOOOOOOPE.”

because this scene, with different dialogue, could have been selfish. it could have been purely i need you for my brain to go smooth, so there. but it didn’t go that way. it’s so full of his massive respect for her, his sometimes incredulous awe of her (jesus jlm, the line reading and body language on “the most curious thing happened. you stayed.”), he doesn’t ask her to stay at a point when it’s something purely that he needs, he waits through that. and asks when he figures out that she’s there because she wants to be there, and it’s freaking her out to teeter on that precipice.

GUYS I COULD FREAK OUT ABOUT THIS WHOLE THING ALL NIGHT I AM NOT EVEN KIDDING BUT JUST ONE MORE THING I SWEAR

bringing up the confidentiality clause

because it makes the relationship unequal

in a way that’s to his advantage

jlaks;dfhjsdfsdf;jsdf

OKAY I LIED ONE MORE THING

is that because this is fucking good writing and 100% honest to these characters:

she 

does

not

immediately

agree.

she doesn’t turn around and say “to hell with thinking it over! WEEEE FIIIIGHT CRIIIIIME!” and then they do a mid-air high-five framed by Bell’s (ludicrously enormous) television screen.

but she’s joan motherfucking watson. she does this on her own terms. 

okay i’m gonna go to bed and cry about it now, thanks for your time. 

I can honestly say this is by far one of the most perfect scenes ever written about the connection between two people that is based on trust and partnership, and caring, with absolutely zero sexual tension.
And holy hell, it’s between a man and a woman.
Could it be that writers on shows are finally getting it?

Elementary, you are WONDERFUL. I love you.

(via afrogeekgoddess)

bookmania:

“The Kite Runner” by Khaled HosseiniThe unforgettable, heartbreaking story of the unlikely friendship between a wealthy boy and the son of his father’s servant, The Kite Runner is a beautifully crafted novel set in a country that is in the process of being destroyed. It is about the power of reading, the price of betrayal, and the possibility of redemption, and it is also about the power of fathers over sons-their love, their sacrifices, their lies. 


The first Afghan novel to be written in English, The Kite Runner tells a sweeping story of family, love, and friendship against a backdrop of history that has not been told in fiction before, bringing to mind the large canvases of the Russian writers of the nineteenth century. But just as it is old-fashioned in its narration, it is contemporary in its subject - the devastating history of Afghanistan over the last thirty years. As emotionally gripping as it is tender, The Kite Runner is an unusual and powerful piece.

aura218:

dragoninatrenchcoat:

Douglas hadn’t expected anyone to be here when he swung by to collect his jacket. MJN didn’t have a scheduled flight for two days, so by all rights the portacabin should have been empty and locked (which is why he’d brought a key, a copy he’d swiped ages ago). But when he got there, the door…

Yay! Yesssss. Adore Sherlock freaking Douglas off his self assurance.

Let the next gothic literary play Ben does be Jekel & Hyde

(via johanirae)

Fandom is focus. Fandom is obsession. Fandom is insatiable consumption. Fandom is sitting for hours in front of a TV screen a movie screen a computer screen with a comic book a novel on your lap. Fandom is eyestrain and carpal tunnel syndrome and not enough exercise and staying up way, way past your bedtime.

Fandom is people you don’t tell your mother you’re meeting. Fandom is people in the closet, people out and proud, people in costumes, people in T-shirts with slogans only fifty others would understand. Fandom is a loud dinner conversation scaring the waiter and every table nearby.

Fandom is you in Germany and me in the US and him in Australia and her in Japan. Fandom is a sofabed in New York, a roadtrip to Oxnard, a friend behind a face in London. Fandom talks past timezones and accents and backgrounds. Fandom is conversation. Communication. Contact.

Fandom is drama. Fandom is melodrama. Fandom is high school. Fandom is Snacky’s law and Godwin’s law and Murphy’s law. Fandom is smarter than you. Fandom is stupider than you. Fandom is five arguments over and over and over again. Fandom is the first time you’ve ever had them.

Fandom is female. Fandom is male. Fandom lets female play at being male. Fandom bends gender, straight, gay, prude, promiscuous. Fandom is fantasy. Fandom doesn’t care about norms or taboos or boundaries. Fandom cares too much about norms and taboos and boundaries. Fandom is not real life. Fandom is closer than real life. Fandom knows what you’re really like in the bedroom. Fandom is how you would never, could never be in the bedroom.

Fandom is shipping, never shipping, het, slash, gen, none of the above, more than the above. Fandom is love for characters you didn’t create. Fandom is recreating the characters you didn’t create. Fandom is appropriation, subversion, dissention. Fandom is adoration, extrapolation, imitation. Fandom is dissection, criticism, interpretation. Fandom is changing, experimenting, attempting.

Fandom is creating. Fandom is drawing, painting, vidding: nine seasons in four minutes of love. Fandom is words, language, authoring. Fandom is essays, stories, betas, parodies, filks, zines, usenet posts, blog posts, message board posts, emails, chats, petitions, wank, concrit, feedback, recs. Fandom is writing for the first time since you were twelve. Fandom is finally calling yourself a writer.

Fandom is signal and response. Fandom is a stranger moving you to tears, anger, laughter. Fandom is you moving a stranger to speak.

Fandom is distraction. Fandom is endangering your job, your grades, your relationships, your bank account. Fandom gets no work done. Fandom is too much work. Fandom was/is just a phase. Fandom could never be just a phase. Fandom is where you found a friend, a sister, a kindred spirit. Fandom is where you found a talent, a love, a reason.

Fandom is where you found yourself.

theimprobable1:

Perfect Carolyn/Herc fic hjsdklahgdjklahgdkjsla Go read now!

  • martin freeman: they've lit me very roundly. that's why i look round. otherwise i look very chiseled in real life.
  • mark gatiss: you do look chiseled.
  • martin freeman: chiseled out of what exactly?
  • benedict cumberbatch: MARSHMALLOWWWWWWWW
  • Professor McGonagall: Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?
  • Harry Potter: Yes.
  • Professor McGonagall: You called her a liar?
  • Harry Potter: Yes.
  • Professor McGonagall: You told her He Who Must Not Be Named is back?
  • Harry Potter: Yes.
  • Professor McGonagall: Have a biscuit, Potter.

wheresmycow:

I have fallen madly in love with this fic:

Mister May by r-scribbles

Douglas, unbeknownst to Martin, enters Martin into the local paper’s 100 Sexiest Men In Fitton contest. To everybody’s surprise, he wins it by a landslide. Slight problem - Martin still doesn’t know about it, and the…

suedeoasiss:

RIP trophy:P

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