Countdown to series 3dec 11: Whatever tickles your fancy
imagine your otp dancing in suits/posh dresses to swing christmas music and at first they’re actually dancing properly but they just end up laughing and hugging each other tight and swaying to the music
“Do you understand me? You’re a burden. You’re just fucking dragging me down. How are you helping me? You can’t even clean up after yourself. Stop playing the victim.”
James Moriarty isn’t a man at all – he’s a spider;
a spider at the centre of a web –
a criminal web with a thousand threads
and he knows precisely how each and every single one of them dances.
Until the very end of me
Until the very end of you
pickup line: wanna watch this murder documentary with me?
Don’t talk to me about Sebastian Moran unless you’re willing to watch me collapse into a puddle of tears right in front of your face