A Literal Hobbit

"I wish I knew you IRL" is the sweetest kindest sentiment but unfortunately knowing me IRL is essentially the same experience as knowing me online, IE: we exchange words once every six months and you never see my face

Tumblr's stupid dash placeholder really elevated this post.

I need everyone to know that the ship Götheborg, the world's largest ocean-going wooden sailing ship, answered a distress call the other day.

Imagine waiting for the coast guard or whatever to show up and instead a replica of 18th century merchant ship pulls up and tows you to the coast.

Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.

I am continually going through Gutenberg’s version of Pride and Prejudice for the fic and the illustrations

Look at these!

Mr. Collins “extending an olive branch” to Mr. Bennet:

Lizzie trying to make up her mind about Darcy vs Whickham after reading Darcy’s letter:

Lydia’s dreams of staying at the camp in Brighton:

Darcy, Caroline and Louisa attempting to drag Bringley away from Jane, and three cupids trying to prevent them:

Lady Catherine going full Lady Catherine: 

They’re by Hugh Thomson, please go look at the others. There’s a list with page links at the start

if you're not obsessed with anything weird and niche please try harder. stop going outside for a while. consider getting weirder about the things you already like

Darcy being all, “This is terrible news you have given me, woman who I love with my entire heart and soul. I must go, and do something completely unrelated. Goodbye.”

And Lizzie just.

Believing him.

By pocketboston