A Simple Art Quote I Made Inspired By One Of The Sweetest And Most Romantic Scenes I've Ever Read. ☺️

Saw Lisa Frankenstein with my husband tonight. The leads were fun but Taffy was the absolute best 😊.

It just struck me how incredibly hard it must've been for Paul, George, and Ringo in the studio when they heard John's voice coming out of that tape deck singing "I know it's true"--

--I mean, it's hard enough on me and I'm just a second generation-era Beatles fan.

My new favorite music video of all time. Glad I'm not the crying type 'cause I'd be bawling.

Ugh my heart right now: 💔💔💔

I love how Crowley and Aziraphale's teeny little half miracles to hide Gabriel actually worked because when Michael, Uriel, and Saraqael show up at the bookshop they don't recognize him at all. It's such great continuity.

My favorite part:

Michael looking at Gabriel, "Don't I--don't I know you?"

Gabriel, intently, "Yes. You do. I'm the assistant book seller. I opened the door for you."

"...of yoooooooou"

They don't even try to hide the McLennon anymore 😂. It's so damned obvious you can see it from space, just because Paul has never looked directly into a camera and confirmed it doesn't mean their love was any less real. 

😂😂

Oh my god, John. The flipper of a seal? Seriously John? Omigod. 😂

He does know that Mycroft will find out about that someday. He literally just said that he hears of Sherlock everywhere since John became his chronicler.

This episode really hits hard as a mom of 1 adult, 1 older teen, and 1 kiddo 😮‍💨😭🥺☺️🥹

WE CAN'T...OR WE CAN

A:"we...we can't..."

C:"Oh fuck...say it again, angel."

A:"We can't...we can't, Crowley...oh god..."

C:"Yes...yes, the more you say it the more you turn me on..mmh"

A:"We can't, it's wrong...it's absolutely irreverent and...oh fuck...fuck..."

C:"Keep going, angel...don't stop..."

A:"What would the others say if they found us like this..."

C:"Like how, angel?...Aah, describe it..."

A:"Me...me on top of you...naked...as we grind...as we touch...as we savor each other...both so close to coming..."

C:"Yes...yes fuck, keep going...keep singing..."

A:"...while you're inside me...as I enjoy every thrust of yours...and I pant...I pant your name loudly...as I scratch your back...as I move my hips towards you to make you continue...please, please keep making me moan and wet the blankets we're lying on...."

C:"Yes...Ah ah angel...I'm about to come..."

Two years ago I binge read every Sherlock Holmes story by Arthur Conan Doyle. Before I started the only things I knew was that Holmes was the detective, Watson was the doctor who worked for him, they were colleagues who solved cases when Sherlock was too baffled on his own, then they went their separate ways until Sherlock needed help again. I wasn't prepared for both of them living at 221B Baker Street, or the fact they spent nearly the entirety of their time together even after the last clue was discovered and the culprit apprehended, or how when John would vaguely try to settle down with a wife he'd return to Sherlock at any given moment. In short, I never expected it to be a love story, and I never would have guessed those two men would move into my heart to stay. 🥰

"You'll never know how what sort of love they had for each other"--my favorite part ❤️

Mike: I saw the ‘Lennon’ play before I came over here and Our Kid comes out of it a wet and rather weedy character, which is absolute bullshit, you know.

Int: Not long after John died, I heard that at a showing of ‘Let It Be’, the audience booed Paul…

Mike: Tragic. That really is tragic because you’ll never know how what sort of love they had for each other. You didn'tneed to put it into words. So it’s sad. And I found the ‘Lennon’ thing, the ‘Lennon’ play in Liverpool, it’s equally sad in the fact that it wasn’t like that for one. They had a healthy regard for each other. John, in his own inimitable style, was like a brother in many respects…trying to tell Our Kid things and communicate with all his things, but you know, Johnny chose, ‘cause that’s the way he was, to put it in public. He chose to wash his dirty linen in public. But you’ll notice Our Kid never answered back, never replied because just as John has his right to do it his way, Our Kid also has his right to do it his way. But it doesn’t mean just 'cause you don’t get in a ring that you’re not–it doesn’t mean that you’re a coward.