I know we’re already discussed a ton of times how S4 doesn’t make sense (specially TFP) but I wanted to make it even more clear, and explain with this why to me S4 (and again, specially TFP) is fake and why there must be something more to explain all of these inconsistences. I understand there could be continuity errors or some things that they could have not noticed, with such big projects there’s always this kind of things, it can happen, but please look at this:
1) We’re told in ASIB what happens when a person falls from Baker Street window
And then in TFP is just like:
??? Ok Mark, sure!
2) In HLV we clearly saw how a gunshot looks like
But then in TST is like:
What was that? seriously! Why is the blood coming out like that?? Why is Mary flying?
3) In TGG we’re shown how how a flat explosion looks like
But then in TFP we get this:
(sorry for the shitty quality but this gif was long af D:) But the wall, them and Mrs. Hudson are perfectly ok.
4) In TGG we saw how Sherlock reacts when John is in danger and has to save him
But then in TFP we get….this?
WTF Sherlock, mate??? He’s gonna drown! *SIGH*
5) In TRF we painfully see how John reacts when he knows he’s about to see a beloved person die
And yeah, in TST he’s like:
He looks like he was waiting for her to die fgs!!
If you come up with more examples please tell me and I’ll gladly gif them.
I’ll tag some people under the cut, if you want me to untag you please tell me
She’s a sweetheart! She said, “Let’s do it!” And I’m like, “I’m ready!” First of all, I always wanted to see her show. I was in Miami, and she opened the door, and I said, “Of course, let’s have fun.” She goes, “Rick, I’ve always wanted to sing ‘Livin’ La Vida Loca.’ Can we do it?” I’m like, “Okay, we’ll do whatever you want.” And she looked so beautiful and sexy. She was so cool. It was a very special night. I was flattered to be part of the team.
Ricky Martin on performing with Taylor Swift on her 1989 tour stop in Miami and what’s it like being in the squad (People.com, November 2015)
“You’re my favourite, you know,” Clarke whispers like a secret into his skin. It sends a shiver down his spine. There’s more than just softness there. He’s sure he hasn’t imagined that it sounds a little wanton.
Still, Bellamy tries his best to play it off. “Don’t worry,” he replies lightly, voice muffled by the pillow. “I won’t tell the other kids.”
Clarke, Bellamy, and the night before the second apocalypse.
Rated: E. WC: 5902. started as a drabble for @wellamyblake and turned into… something. So I decided to post it.