#so rogue

[rosetorncorazon]

Alcina shall fit in any alternative universe I arch for.

[michaelsheenfucks]

He looks like such a rogue in the Adventurer. I love kindhearted rogues!

He is truly so chaotic and roguish in that film.

[inspiredbycalliope]

[mrkrabzzz]

this is so random idek when i last made a text post

but is there anything fucking worse than when ur eating with people and they say “i can’t believe I ate all that i’m so fat i hate myself” and then discuss which celebs they can name with eating disorders

SO INCOSIDERATE I get ur insecure but do u mind

[amolioglobstone]

Reverse gender Sherlock script I found on my phone

And as I was reading it I could not remember where I was going with it until I got to the punchline, but anyway here is the unabridged original version of the text for you to enjoy: "SHELOCK IS SAT CENTRE STAGE MEDITATING OR SOMETHING IDK WHEN JOAN WALKS IN Joan: Shelock. (No reply.) Joan: Shelock. Shelock, what are you doing? Shelock: I'm in my mind castle. Joan: Well, can you get out? We have a client. Shelock: I know. She'll be here in 5. Seconds. 3. 2. 1. ((A knock at the door)) Joan: Lucky guess. Shelock: (as she gets up to answer the door) There's no such thing as luck, Joan. ((The door opens to reveal Lucy standing in disheveled party gear)) Lucy: I'm here for..um, I'm here for Shelock Holmes? Shelock: Then you're in the right place. (She indicates to a chair) Sit. Tell. Lucy: (she sits where indicated, on Steve the sofa, which is set slightly stage left. Shelock crosses stage right as Lucy talks.) Well...this is hard to say. Joan: (quietly) Come on, out with it. Lucy: Last night I....I had a house party. It was great, you know, good music and lots of um...well anyway at about 11 o'clock, this guy shows up. Masked. And he (Lucy is now totally over the top crying) he took out a can of silly string and and he just sprayed EVERYTHING and covered all the walls and all the guests so everyone left and just he RUINED MY PERFECT PARTY. (She reels herself back in after her outburst) ((Shelock is silent)) Joan: Shelock? ((Silence. Then she turns abruptly to Lucy.)) Shelock: (as she ushers Lucy out the door) Thank you for your time we'll get back to you as soon as possible. Joan: Shelock. Shelock: Yes, what, Joan? Joan: Silly string. Shelock: Yes, I know. Joan: But....it's not possible. Shelock: Well, clearly, it is. Joan: But you stopped him, didn't you? Moriparty, I mean. Shelock: (turns apruptly) Don't. Ever. Speak. That. Name. To me. (She stalks from the room) (Scene cuts to Joan chasing Shelock down the road.) Joan: Shelock, where are you going? (They walk into a party shop. Just before they enter, Joan grabs Shelock by the arm and spins her round to face her.) Joan: What are we doing here? Shelock: (smiles) We're having a party, Joan."