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Halloween Song Bracket
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Calling All the Monsters
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight)
#halloween#spooky#halloween music#polls#polls on tumblr#tournament brackets#poll tournament#Halloween Song Tournament#China Anne McClain#Brian David Gilbert#Calling All the Monsters#Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight)#0x3v0x1c#Youtube#Halloween Round 2
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no one:
soft hearted brown haired pretty boys:
me: 😍 😍 😍
edit: OH NO I FORGOT THE BEST ONE
GILBERT BABY I AM SO SORRY
edit edit: LAST ONE I SWEAR
#I gotta stop simping over dudes but like#Old habits die hard lmao#hiccup haddock#Httyd#how to train your dragon#friedrich bhaer#laurie laurence#little women#orpheus#hadestown#nino quincampoix#amelie#amelie musical#gilbert blythe#anne of green gables#eugene fitzherbert#tangled
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#best musical world cup#best musical#musical theater#musical theatre#broadway#musicals#theatre#theater#the guy who didn't like musicals#the color purple#the pirate queen#anne and gilbert#jane eyre#best snubbed musical world cup qualifiers#best snubbed musical world cup#polls
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Portwell + Shirbert — Enemies to Lovers
#mygifs#gif request#thanks anon!#these are both my comfort shows#and my otps#hsmtmts#awae#portwell#shirbert#anne shirley#gilbert blythe#gina porter#ej caswell#enemies to lovers#high school musical the musical the series#anne with an e#awae edit#awaeedit#anne of green gables#anne shirley cuthbert#anne x gilbert#gilbert x anne#anne and gilbert#gina x ej#ej x gina#portwell gifs#shirbert gifs#shirbertdaily#portwelledit#portwellgifs
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This is for 'Shirbert' fans!
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#pixiesdiary#awae#awaeedit#anne shirly cuthbert#gilbert blythe#anne with an e#anne x gilbert#music video#Youtube
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what is the best song by the altogether! round 3 bracket 7:
#i SWEAR billy and anne need to win#or i will cry#The altogether#Jonah Scott#Sierra Scott#Brian David Gilbert#BDG#tournament poll#Tumblr polls#music
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Wait stop hang on a minute. What if we got a parallel to this in s5? I don't even know who would be in which role: Mike as the Gilbert, saying that there's "just one thing" that always stopped him from saying I love you to El, OR Will as Gilbert, the one who's been pining all these years, wanting to give it one last chance before he goes off to fight Vecna, or vice versa before Mike goes to fight Vecna?? I dont know, there's a lot of scenarios this could happen and all of them would make me scream.
Either way, a drunk or high Will or Mike barely able to process a sudden confession and stumbling over their words to express their feelings and omfg. The angst, the missed opportunity that will be fixed later in the season. Some beautiful music, a shot of one staring at the other similar to how Hopper stared at Joyce in 3x01 at Melvald's.
This scene in Anne with an E changed the trajectory of my life and I want something close to it in s5.
#byler#i think i held my breath when watching this scene the first time for like all 3 minutes#anne looks so beautiful in the firelight#and the music when she's being pulled away and gilbert is staring after her#the potential for a parallel here oooof#awae#anne with an e#shirbert
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🎶 Anne/Gilbert if you ship them
[Send me a 🎶 + an OTP of mine and I’ll give you a song that reminds me of them.]
YES, I ship them, of course I ship them, those books - THOSE BOOKS - gotta be one of the most divine, well-paced, wonderful couples in all of literary history. Save us all. I get butterflies every time I think of them.
I'll give you two songs from my Sunbursts and Marble Halls playlist because I can't decide! I love making playlists for my ships, so this is fun to be able to share some of that.
1. You're My Favorite by Joy Williams
2. Wildflowers by Tom Petty
#yes I did use the superior Anne adaptation gif#fight me#anne#anne of green gables#anne blythe#anne cuthbert#gilber#gil#gilbert blythe#asked#answered#ask doverstar#purpleyin#ask meme#song ship meme#gilbert x anne#anne x gilbert#songs#music#lyrics
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Today I discovered the concept album for a new Shirbert-alicious Anne of Green Gables. It was released in November 2020 but I've just found it!
friends these are some true bops here and what's better is they are Shirbert bops
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get to know me meme >> Favorite Relationships [28/?] Anne Shirley & Gilbert Blythe (Anne of Green Gables)
For a moment Anne's heart fluttered queerly and for the first time her eyes faltered under Gilbert's gaze and a rosy flush stained the paleness of her face. It was as if a veil that had hung before her inner consciousness had been lifted, giving to her view a revelation of unsuspected feelings and realities. Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music, perhaps. . . perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.
#aoggedit#awaeedit#shirbertedit#anneshirleyedit#gilbertblytheedit#perioddramaedit#perioddramasource#cinemapix#*#gtkm4#useralison#underbetelgeuse#usersunflower#awae is more fun to gif but the miniseries will always be MY anne/gilbert
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romanticizing academia writing prompts in honour of @lovelaceandco
cramming for your test the next day the night before: sheets and sheets of scrap paper, pacing around to get the ideas right, muttering to yourself and glancing between your notes and the presentation
writing the same notes over and over to get it in your brain
teachers that can quote poetry off the top of their heads & students who will sit around to listen
holed in your room for hours with impromptu music breaks and a hot drink going cold
academic rivals (because who doesn't love them) Anne-and-Gilbert-style:
"what did you get" and not hiding your grades when you did do better;
trading away the coveted position for a job you know they will do better at and you will love less & congratulating them for the awards they win and they you;
bringing them notes for a class they missed despite them being your competition
prioritizing your friendships.
school skirts in the dead of winter, cardigans buttoned loosely
having an idea in the middle of the night and getting up so it won't escape you again
going down research rabbit holes on topics much different from where you began
joining competitions that require studying for the sake of learning;
doing it all for the sake of learning
weeping over grades only to grit your teeth and promise to do better
sneaking in women in suits and powerful women here because academia is indispensable without them
burning energy in between-class exercise: sprinting down the hallways and climbing up the stairs to the old building; swim practice before and after school; chasing the wind out the doors as the final bell rings
getting swept away writing research papers on subjects you didn't know interested you; writing much more than you expected you would
finally understanding a subject that kept evading you; the click when everything finally fits into place
a braid falling out of place and smudged lipstick
the wide-eyed mania after emerging from a particularly grueling subject
jumping from club to fair to meeting
strings of code and students gathered around a singular laptop, muttering to themselves in hopes of finding their error
looking for a book in the library and finding a dozen that interest you
a dazed student stepping back from a chalkboard of illegible handwriting; triumphant with their answer
one student arriving early and working quietly in the commons; their classmates trickle in one by one, making small conversation, until the place is full and the sun is high in the sky
inside jokes in Latin from the ancient studies class you dropped two years ago
thick coats in the winter, jackets zipped tight while you run for cover in the snow with your precious work, ringed hands around warm mugs, cheeks flushed dark, snow on lashes
the golden rainbow of fall, the crimson trees on your way home, the traffic lights lit up through rainy windows, coffee and early mornings, chemistry trips to the ravine, catching the sunset after classes
spring flowers breaking through snow, baked goods and getting the hang of things, lazy spares in the common room, hoodies and boxy headphones, warm enough for the nice shoes, the soft patter of rain, the chirping birds
the last stretch before summer, unbuttoned collars, legs slung on furniture and frantic note-taking anywhere possible, eyes fluttering closed, chasing down the bus on the way home, rolled-up sleeves and tucked-back hair, "okay so".
#lyralit#creative writing#writerblr#writers#studyblr#writers block#writblr#writing#writing prompts#writing ideas#studying#studyspo#study blog#study motivation#study aesthetic#academia
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-𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤! 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟐’𝟗𝟎𝟎
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠
'𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭...𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐢𝐫...𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮’
-𝐀𝐧𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐨𝐧
“Anne had come home dancing in the purple twilight across the snowy places. Afar-”
you noticed a small, curious hand shoot up in the corner of your eye and you had to hold back a laugh, shifting your gaze to the young girl sitting attentively in front of you, she was the last one to go home every evening but even as the hour grew late she was as alert as ever.
“yes, Aneria?”
“what does twilight mean?” she spoke in a whisper, already having been shushed twice this evening by the librarian.
“its when the sun has nearly set but there’s still some light coming through, like when the sky turns shades of purple and pink. Do you understand what I mean?”
Aneria nods in a serious way, she was by far your favourite out of all the children you read to in the library, although you know you shouldn’t have favourites she was the most intrigued by the stories you were instructed to read to the kids, who usually were in your care until their parents finished work. Todays read was Anne of Green Gables much to your delight, the story was a favourite of yours since you were Aneria’s age.
“now where were we, uh, yes. Afar in the southwest was the great shimmering, pearl-like sparkle of an evening star-”
“Gilbert Blythe is so dreamy, don’t you think?” you nod your head approvingly at Aneria’s statement, having grown accustomed to her frequent interruptions, she never meant any harm with them. “my mom said to me that she’s seen you walking around with a boy, is that true? She said he’s Sally’s son and I hope so, he’s definitely just as dreamy as Gilbert”
you struggle to compress a laugh at Aneria’s boldness, not surprised at the least that gossip has spread about you and Percy’s evening strolls around the borough, you just didn’t expect to hear about it in this situation.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about missy” you reply with a teasing grin, causing Aneria to whine in annoyance, “come on, I never got to know the truth in gossip”
“that’s usually because there’s not much truth in it, now will we continue reading?”
Aneria sat once again to attention, glad she had forgotten quickly about the topic of yourself and Percy.
“in the sky that was a pale golden and ethereal rose of gleaming white spaces and dark glens of spruce. The tinkle of sleigh bells among the snowy hills-”
a sharp voice echoed through the library making you cringe, “Aneria! Time to go home”
Aneria huffed and rose to her feet quickly, “coming mom!” she swung her bag over her shoulder before turning to you “can we finish the story on Monday?” you smiled and nodded warmly, waving goodbye as you turned to grab your own bags.
“so what happens next?” you gasp sharply and spin on your heels, sending Percy a sour look when he laughs at your shocked expression, “what are you doing in here?” you questioned with fake displeasure, which Percy knew well at this point. “I’m here to find out what happens next, duh” with that he plops himself down by your feet and stares up at you expectingly, you sigh but can’t help the smile that creeps onto your face when you flick back through the pages to finish the sentence.
“The tinkle of sleigh bells among the snowy hills came like elfin chimes through the frosty air, but their music was not sweeter then the song in Anne’s heart and on her lips” you look up from your book and catch Percy’s gaze, you watch each other for a couple of seconds until he blinks and quickly turns away, clearing his throat before shuffling to his feet, “well your book’s right about one thing, its frosty as fuck out there.” you’re quick to shush Percy with a giggle as you hear the librarian huff in annoyance. The two of you are quick to leave the library and step out into the icy street, a shiver runs up your spin and before you can say a word Percy is offering his jacket to you, “come on just take it, seriously I don’t need it” you take the heavy material into your arms gratefully, it slips on easily and you practically melt into it, the smell of Percy cologne lingers on the fabric and you can’t say you hate it.
The streets of Manhattan were dressed accordingly with the season, you adored how the city, as crazy as it was, always felt like something out of a movie this time of year, and if you hadn’t been in a trance watching the lights glimmer around you, then you would’ve felt the weight of Percy’s stare on the side of your face. You had grown accustomed to your shared walk home, Percy was working part time at the skate shop down the road from the library which delighted you both, with the busyness of school it was hard to find time to hang out. At first it was more of a ‘hey if I see you I’ll walk over and talk’ but now it was guaranteed that you’d find Percy waiting outside the Library leaning against the wall like a cliche from an 80’s movie, but instead of starting with a smooth pick up line he’d ask if you had known that sea horses are monogamous (you did not). Apart from the ocean facts yous two would talk about everything, home life, what you were learning about in college, Percy would never fail to mention his long distance friends Annabeth and Grover, he spoke about them so much it felt like they were your friends too.
“so what’s Gilbert like?” the question had you raising a brow at Percy, who faked innocence with a brow raise in return. A breath of warm air travels past your lips and you shift your gaze ahead at the flashing ‘tis the season!’ sign hanging off the Bodega Percy and you visit frequently.
“you heard Aneria talking, didn’t you?” you could practically feel the shit eating grin make its way onto Percy chill flushed face. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, but, if I did overhear how absolutely dreamy this guy is and you totally agree and think him and I are just alike-”
“I never said you two were the same Jackson, don’t put words into my mouth”
“I know you definitely think it though, even if you won’t admit it”
You can’t help the laugh that escapes you at that, you could go back and forth with Percy for hours and never grow bored. You have a feeling you cant get yourself out of this conversation though.
“any fish facts for me today?” you blink up at him, hoping it’s a good enough subject change
“you can’t deter me by fluttering your lashes, but we will go back to the fish facts after you tell me about my amazing twin” Percy bumps your shoulder and you nearly go flying on the icy footpath, his annoyingly gorgeous laugh encouraging you to shove him away from you and across the ice, unfortunately for you, Percy seems to hold himself just fine on it, dam him.
“well for one, Gilbert would never do that to Anne”
“oh, so you see us as Anne and Gilbert? How romantic”
“shut up”
a gloved hand reaches out to you and you stare at it suspiciously, though you do notice how he was wearing the gloves you brought him last winter, he complained for weeks about how cold his hands were and that you just had to hold them to keep him warm. The gloves were well received but you found he reached for you still.
“I don’t bite” he teases and you grab onto the hand, even after doing it so many times it still made your heart flutter.
“come here”
you let Percy pull you into him as you continue your walk, removing his hand from yours and you sigh at the loss of warmth, causing him to chuckle “don’t worry baby I’m not going too far” with that an arm wraps around your shoulder and pulls you close, in that moment your grateful for the cold, it’s a good excuse for your burning face. You feel yourself melt under his touch and allow your body to move closer into his, because it’s cold obviously, no other reason.
“so do you think Gilbert is more handsome than me?”
“I think he’s less annoying than you”
“you love me, don’t lie”
you do.
“did you listen to anything else Aneria said, or did you hear a complement about yourself and your brain tuned out”
“I heard that we’re the local gossip, you and I. My mom would be delighted if that were true”
your heart tugs painfully a little at that. it isn’t true, you have to remind yourself, but it feels nice to fall into a dream that it is.
You hum quietly in response and notice you’re only a few blocks away from yours and Percy’s shared apartment complex, Percy, as if sensing your disappointment, turns both your bodies away and continues down another street. Confused ,you send him a look that he returns with a smile “it’s a Friday night, we don’t have to go home now. Besides I though you wanted to go check out that Christmas market at union square?”
you stare up at Percy for a bit and just look, his redding nose and cheeks that complement his tan skin so well, his eyes, god, his eyes. They were always a source of amazement for you, you’ve never seen eyes like Percy’s, you always got lost in them, swearing that they changed into different shades of green and blue.
“I’m definitely more handsome than Gilbert” Percy’s face breaks out in a grin as you pull him towards the nearest subway station.
It was busy of course, like any Friday night in the city would be, Percy had managed to snag a seat for you two quickly and you raced to get yourself sat down before anyone else could come after it. Usually the cramped space made you uncomfortable but you never really minded with Percy, he didn’t seem to either with how he pressed his side against you.
An unspoken agreement to be as close of possible to each other was the norm for you too, you threw your legs over to hang in between his and wrap your arms around his arm closest to you, finally resting your head on his shoulder. You could stay like this forever, you think. Riding a cramped subway that had a familiar mixture of carolling and shouting, shuffling and bumping, crying and laughter. It’s like you couldn’t even hear the ruckus when you were tucked up with Percy, his head resting on top of yours, his strong hands resting on your legs, fingers tapping an familiar tune on your thigh.
You adored it.
“you know I don’t think this is going to help us mush out those rumours” you mumble into his jacket, still pressed firmly against you. Percy turn his head and presses his lips to your hair, “yeah I know”
you hum back softly in acknowledgment, the rush of having Percy so close to you was gorgeous. But after today, what then? You don’t mind the gossip and what if’s of strangers but the feeling of what if with Percy was becoming too much to bear, you didn’t want what if anymore. Percy, now having lifted his head to check out how far away you were from union square, gave you the opportunity to shift your head to look up at him. Sensing your gaze, Percy looks back down at you and admires how pretty your eyes looks gazing up at him through your lashes, the though makes him catch his breath and look away for a second, but you two were magnetic, drawn to each other and it wasn’t long until he was watching you again. His free hand came up to press against your cheek, reddened from happiness. “you’re so warm” Percy whispered, mostly to himself. You were always so warm, he used to joke that you were his portable hot water bottle. You lean slightly to press the fat of your cheek into his hand, just for a second, before moving back to against his shoulder.
“fuck” Percy says to himself again, you shoot him a confused glance and he squeezes your knee in return
“whats wrong? Do you need me to move-”
“no, no, stay there you’re good, you’re so good” the breathiness in his voice combined with his dark eyes freezes you. This felt different, this was all so new to you.
“I just really wish we weren’t on this subway right now, I don’t think Gilbert would kiss Anne on a subway train”
you don’t fight the laughter that echos out of you, of course he’d be worried about something like that
“Percy, I think Gilbert would do that. Besides I don’t care about what Gilbert would do, I don’t like Gilbert”
“well I hope not cus’ I’d be heartbroken”
“oh really”
“truly”
the train pulls to a halt and Percy rushes to get yous off, your laughter accompanies his movements as you both run up the stairs into the cool night, glancing at each other every few seconds. The streets were alive and bustling, you gripped Percy’s hand tightly as he pulled you away from the crowd to the side of a Bodega, squeezing your hand every few seconds as if to make sure you didn’t disappear.
his hands shook gently in yours and you squeezed them tight, you both stared at each other for what felt like a lifetime, you could feel the nerves creeping up on you now.
“Percy..”
“I know”
the loss of his hands in yours was quickly fixed by his hand cupping your face, the wool was comforting against your skin for a moment before it was gone, replaced by Percy’s now ungloved hand.
“i’m sorry this isn’t as pretty as Hester Grey’s old garden” Percy whispers, his thumb running over your cheek
“you have read Anne of green gables” you spoke back accusingly
“my mom read them to me as a kid”
Percy pulled you closer until you stood chest to chest, you tilted your head up and brushed his nose slightly “hey Percy?”
“mh?” you felt hypnotised under his gaze, his eyes almost seem to have darked. You’ve never been so close before.
“please kiss me”
“as you wish” is mumbled against your lips, you can feel his nose pressing against your cheek as he’s kissing you, his mouth so warm and firm against yours. Your arms snake around his shoulders as his hands slide down your back and settle on your waist, gripping tightly. You know that the word will spread by tomorrow morning about the Jackson boy getting handsy outside the Bodega and it makes you smile against Percy, he only pulls back for a second to catch his breath, hands never leaving you once
“do you want to go to the markets?” you take a second to admire how messy Percy looks, face flushed and hair ruffed up from your hands. You must look the same from how Percy’s staring right back at you. You shake your head yes and press back against him “eager girl, you need me that much, huh?” you smack his arm hard.
“says the one who practically dragged me out of the subway to do this”
he presses a quick kiss to your lips to shut you up.
“we’ll check out these markets and then walk home, hows that sound?”
“walk? Why would we walk” yous turn hand in hand back towards the colourful crowd of people, everything seems so much brighter now.
“because then I get to have you to myself for longer” he says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
The next morning you woke to a knock at the door, Percy having dropped you home only hours before. You practically dragged your feet to the door and swung it open, the chill of the wooden floors making you want to get this interaction done and over with quickly. To your surprise no one stood on the other side, you looked down to see a plate full of blue chocolate chip cookies wrapped in cling film with a note on top, taking them inside quickly you pressed your back against the door and read the messy writing.
Meet me at the Bodega in 15 minutes, breakfast on me.
You can’t help but laugh at it, it’s definitely no Gilbert Blythe, but its Percy Jackson, which is so much better.
a/n: hellooooooo i have returned minions. don't really like this fic tbh but i am so ready for Christmas and needed to get something out, and I've fallen back into my pjo phase so expect more of this <3 i also have a Jake Sully fic in the works for my avatar ppl
#percy jackson#pjo#pjo fandom#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson x y/n#book percy jackson#x reader#fanfic
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#best musical world cup#2024 best musical world cup#musicals#broadway#musical theater#musical theatre#theater#theatre#polls#the music man#the pajama game#the fantasticks#anne and gilbert
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I was tagged by @norbertsmom - thank you so, so much!
Tag game: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better.
Last song: the lakes by Taylor Swift (I swear, each time somebody tags me in a music game, I always end up with a lot of Taylor Swift's songs!)
Currently watching: (or rather, currently failing to watch;)): Tale of Nine Tailed 1938, Percy Jackson. I adore both shows, make no mistake, but I find it hard to watch with my real life obligations and my to-read list. But I truly hope to watch more this weekend!
Three ships: Only three? So... Percabeth, Everlark and Valarney, I guess:)
Favorite color: violet!
Currently consuming: At this moment- nothing, because I am cooking dinner. Last thing I ate was GoActive protein pudding (salted caramel). Really good! (And I am not much into fitness or healthy eating... Just truly like this pudding!).
First ship: Anne Shirley/Gilbert Blythe (Shirbert).
Relationship status: Single as a pringle (otherwise known as Still-Waiting-For-A-Prince-Charming-To-Come-And-Sweep-Me-Off-My-Feet or Happily-In-Love-With-Many-Fictional-Characters!). But I am not unhappy about it.
Last movie: Movie... hm... let me think... I think it was Murder In The Orient Express (Hercule Poirot), with David Suchet. Rewatch, of course!
Currently working on:
Cooking a dinner:) - I mean, at this very second!
Thank you so, so much for the ask!
Tagging (why only 9?):
@autumnrose11 , @no-where-new-hero, @smolgreybunny , @sparklepink12k , @sweetnessofspring, @bewareofitalics , @the-lily-blooms-late , @mzannthropy @the-piper-and-the-lion
If they weren't tagged and want to participate!
But I'll be honest - I would absolutely LOVE to get to know ALL of my mutuals, so if that's allowed (probably not, but I'll take my chances):
I tag all my mutuals who feel like taking part in this game! And everyone who wants to participate!
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L.M Montgomery single handled defining the friends-to-lovers trope, “Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeking prose, until some sudden shady of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and music; perhaps… perhaps.. love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath” sets Anne and Gilbert apart from everyone else.
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Do you ever think about how the music playing over shirbert's first kiss is the same when anne is running to gilbert in 1.06 to apologize to him, and how the song is called 'no regrets'? Like, do you see the implications of it all and get goosebumps? Damn, but I do. I DO. All the time :')
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