Sir Guy of Gisborne - the man of many feelings
Hehe
Thanks to theevelyns for her lovely edit of those crappy gifs I made…
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The Hobbit Audio Book
Agree totally!A plea to TPTB.
Someone has got to read this thing, and who better to do it than our man?
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Richard Armitage’s transformation from stoic-looking Mr. Thornton to fierce-looking Thorin Oakenshield.
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A Conversation between Mr. Thornton and Mr. Darcy (from C-19 message boards)
- Fitzwilliam Darcy: “All right?”
- John Thornton: “I’ve been better.”
- FD: “Hmmm, I know that look. You’ve got woman trouble and I bet I know of just what kind. Don’t tell me. You met a girl with more than the full complement of opinions. You then spent several weeks trying to tell yourself you didn’t like her, in spite of the fact that you were thinking about her all the time and pretty much wanted to – er – marry her without delay. You popped over to share the glad tidings and, instead of being deeply sensible of the honour and sobbing into your shirt front with gratitude, she read you a lecture about your shortcomings and started eyeing the fireirons.”
- JT: “That’s exactly what happened – how did you know?”
- FD: “Been there, done that, bought the cravat. There’s more. Having trodden her dainty feet all over your heart, I’ll bet the ranch she then made some crack about you being ungentlemanly.”
- JT: “Oh yes – I got that off both barrels.”
- FD: “Thought so. Me too. Classic ‘get-lost-you-lowlife’ tactic. I take it you exited stage right in a bigger hurry than you arrived?”
- JT: “I did.”
- FD: “And then your own family started getting on the case and, before you knew where you were, you’d got some funereal old bird giving you the yap about how your bride of choice was, in fact, Satan in petticoats.”
- JT: “Yeah, my mother did have one or two things to say on the subject.”
- FD: “I had an aunt sticking her beak in. Did your girlfriend get a visit from the old crone?”
- JT: “She certainly did.”
- FD: “I knew it. And did the light of your life give the old dear a flea for her trouble?”
- JT: “Yep. Big time.”
- FD: “Your woman-of-choice and mine aren’t sisters by any chance are they? She’s got a load of sisters, I lose count ….”
- JT: “Only if her father’s a deceased ex-clergyman. Shame he’s deceased - he was a nice old boy, I really liked him.”
- FD: “Not sisters then. My father-in-law is still among us. He’s a good bloke as it goes, but the mother …. don’t get me started.”
- JT: “Nightmare?”
- FD: “The full ticket to dreadful. All I can say is thank God there are a lot of miles and bad roads between Derbyshire and Hertfordshire. What’s your girlfriend’s old lady like?”
- JT: “Dead.”
- FD: “Result. How’d you manage that?”
- JT: “I polluted the local climate with my factory and it aggravated her consumption. Cost me a fortune in fruit baskets before she finally shuffled off though. Never bought so many flippin’ grapes.”
- FD: “So, to recap: you had the offer of your heart and mattress callously given the full frosty. I take it you’ve spent the time since being thoroughly miserable and reforming your character?”
- JT: “Check on both counts. If you knew how much stew I’ve had to eat in the company of oiks just to impress her.”
- FD: “I know the drill. I had to cosy up to my tenants and bribe my housekeeper to spread the word. Believe me, it’ll be worth it in the end - women lap all that stuff up. What you need now is some family crisis that you can sort out on the QT, so you can look heroic but modest with it. I had a stroke of luck in that department. The beloved’s silly cow sister ran off with a total scumbag. I strongarmed the scumbag into doing the decent thing. Cost me a packet but the dream date started to look more favourably on the old suit so it was worth every penny.”
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Thornton!!!Darcy from Pride and Prejudice VS. Thornton from North & South
Ignoring my obvious bias, which one catches your fancy??
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A RAddicted confession.
Sometimes, my fanaticism of him, - because I‘m a fan(atic) -, pushes me to question my sanity. It’s like the ebb and flow of the sea. Sometimes my feelings and sensations are so overwhelming that it almost becomes scary. At other times, I distance myself enough to tell myself that I could stop everything and no longer feel the urge to publish RA related stuff. And then I see a picture of him, a gif, I hear his voice and the cycle repeats.
Mon fanatisme pour lui, car oui, je suis une fanatique, me pousse parfois à remettre en question ma sanité. Il est comme les flux et reflux de la mer. Parfois, les sentiments et les sensations que je ressens sont tellement puissants que cela en devient flippant, à d’autres moments, je prend tellement de recul que je me dis que je pourrais laisser tout tomber et ne plus éprouver le besoin de publier sur lui. Et puis je vois une photo de lui, un gif, j’entend sa voix et le cycle recommence.
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