(formerly anarchythatirun, out-for-texting-and-scones)
Musical fangirl and total nerd, obsessed with Doctor Who, Sherlock, Game of Thrones, Cabin Pressure, In the Heights, Les Misérables, Downton Abbey, Merlin, Superwholock and all of its derivatives, and an increasingly large assortment of perpetually flawless people! This blog mainly consists of my spazzing over Doctor Who, my spazzing over how pretty Karen Gillan is, my shipping everything under the sun, sansa stark appreciation fests, horrible puns, and my attempts at gif-ing. I'm also a card-carrying feminist/equal rights supporter, so check your privilege at the door!
Currently reading: A Song of Ice and Feelings
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When I turned again, Sherlock Holmes was standing smiling at me across my study table. I rose to my feet, stared at him for some seconds in utter amazement, and then it appears that I must have fainted for the first and the last time in my life. The Adventure of the Empty House (1903).
I always hear “Punch me in the face” when you’re speaking, but it’s usually subtext.
