I'm here

Carpe Diem wrecked me. Major Anthony Havers has my whole heart.

[mikimeiko]

BBC Ghosts | CBS Ghosts | ARD Ghosts

Common main characters (+ Jemima/Lotti because it was fun)

[phicicle]

i'm being silenced

[foggybear42]

this is how im coping

[bawdiestrhymester]

An aural indulgence, if you will.

Cap’s Noises, all series.

[nohogeorge]

After the wedding (2x6) the captain definitely went to sleep planning his own wedding in his head, he probably told his pillow all about it.

[johnboyegabombs]

HAVERS CONTENT

[kami-ships-it]

[novikjpg]

I finished this art only now ‘cause…Ergh…

University…

It’s my Magnum Opus.

[thirteens-pocket-watch]

I love the way that the swagger stick belonging to Havers recontextualises so many silly Captain scenes. When the Captain uses the stick as a microphone or a magic wand or anything like that, he's using the only thing he has left of the love of his life as an instrument for joy and I think that's beautiful

[thirteens-pocket-watch]

@captains-swaggerstick how could u hide this in the tags omg

[sixidiotsdavidtennantfan]

Happy Willbond Wednesday

[vodkaisgay28]

Something about first touch, all the others in between and the last one??? (I need someone more poetic than I am to come up with a good description Jdhahsjsjsj)

[borealing]

his shoelace was untied. no wonder cap saw him and died

[secretgardensmind]

[beiyuanism]

i'm feeling mildly insane

[havers-swaggerstick]

Just came across this post Peter Sandys-Clarke made on Twitter and

SIR???? That hurt???? But also, yes, very much.

Full poem:

[nortism]

new havers pictures from peter sandys-clarke on twitter

[glowinggreeneyes-e]

Actual conversation between the Captain and Havers. Source: trust me.

The Captain had ushered Havers into the stone kitchen, insisting he sit and hold a frozen block of ice wrapped in a hand towel until the dizziness wore off, while he rifled through the medical kit.

“I apologise - it was not my intention to injure any of my unit, even if it would have secured the win.”

“I don’t understand how I didn’t catch it, or at least shield my face; I share part of the blame, sir,” Havers said, wincing despite the numbing of the affected area.

The Captain pulled out the mild antiseptic from its case, delicately unwrapping it. He stood in front of his wounded Lieutenant. “Come on. Show me where I hit you.”

“I wouldn’t quite put it that way.”

“There’s no beating around the bush, chap, I’ve banged you up pretty badly.”

“I’ve had worse.”

Havers lifted the makeshift ice pack from the side of his face and looked up. He had a long scrape from the corner of his mouth to his cheekbone, it didn’t sit very deep but broke through the skin enough for small amounts of blood to draw out. Around the apple of his cheek, bruising had already begun flaring up. On his uninjured cheek, he was blushing a peach pink.

“You’re already showing up in a lovely shade of mauve under there,” the Captain said before he could think. He had already placed one hand under Havers’ chin to steady himself and the Lieutenant. He bit his lip before he could say anymore and began dabbing the antiseptic to the exposed dermis.