Lady Eleanor, 18, Kenyan/Australian/Anglophile by prolonged exposure.
My blog is run on starlight, crime scenes and heart shattering fictional empathy.
"The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.”― J.R.R. Tolkien
From Doctor Who to A Bit of Fry and Laurie
From audrey hepburn to emilia clarke
from Community to Parks and Rec
From Sherlock to the Shire
its all here
and a bundle more
Cheers to you! Pop in to my ask for some tea and scones, they're free.
Im sure there’s a universe in which id get over this shirt, but it’s certainly not this one.
original quote from Hamlet :
Alas, poor Yorick!—I knew him, Horatio
inspired from : http://www.sherlockology.com/props/skull-print
and from Moriarty’s quote ’ I wonder how your skull would look like on my wall’
So this is actually going to be printed out and transfered to the back of my shirt
Reichenbach
The metal man, with blood like fire,
He met the devil, that truthful liar
The final pledge, one heart or three
One final choice, made over tea.
He, would always choose the fall X3
They stood above the world below
Now face to face, the angel’s glow,
The demon’s gunshot, rang through the town,
The good man knew, his choice was now,
He would always choose the fall X3
Now on the edge, his magic show,
His best friends heart, breaks from below,
The note, the lie, the out stretched hand,
To save his soldier, from the devils command
He would always choose the fall X 6
Down he flew, his metal melting like his pride,
The soldier knew, that he could never trust his eyes
He would always etc
thisblogismynote (slightly less abysmal than the other one)
last self reblog of this i promise
Reichenbach
The metal man, with blood like fire,
He met the devil, that truthful liar
The final pledge, one heart or three
One final choice, made over tea.
He, would always choose the fall X3
They stood above the world below
Now face to face, the angel’s glow,
The demon’s gunshot, rang through the town,
The good man knew, his choice was now,
He would always choose the fall X3
Now on the edge, his magic show,
His best friends heart, breaks from below,
The note, the lie, the out stretched hand,
To save his soldier, from the devils command
He would always choose the fall X 6
Down he flew, his metal melting like his pride,
The soldier knew, that he could never trust his eyes
He would always etc
thisblogismynote (slightly less abysmal than the other one)
Reblogging myself because I have reichenbach feels and when I wrote this song it somehow helped,
actually jokes, eternal reichenbach feels.
Queen: And since you’ve been so good to poor old Granny, I’ll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary apple. It’s a magic wishing apple.
Snow White: A wishing apple?
Queen: Yes. One bite, and all your dreams will come true.
Snow White: Really?
