25/4/17 Lest We Forget. It is the first year I have managed to get right through the dawn service without a tear. Every year they sing my mum’s favourite hymn, which was sung at hers and my Grandads funeral. He too was a serviceman. Every year it brings back lots of sad memories. But they are my memories and no one can take them from me.
hi!! i’m emmi and i’m 16! i’m looking for new friends from all over the world! i love languages and i’m learning english, swedish, spanish, dutch and korean. i also love music and i play the piano. i listen to pop, kpop and classical music! i like watching musicals too. my favourite book series is harry potter and i’ve been a fan for years! i’m a ravenclaw!! my favourite tv series is glee and my favourite movies are studio ghibli movies! i like to talk about everything but i’m pretty shy at first. but when you get to know me i’m pretty talkative!! i hope that we can be friends :)
Preferences: it’d be nice if you were around the same age as me but it doesn’t matter that much!
I feel like people tend to imagine achilles as being big and hairy and muscle-bound but I just want to remind y’all that he apparently spent quite a long time disguised as a girl and nobody could fucking tell?? including Odysseus, who had to trick him into revealing himself, but was apparently not smart enough to figure out which of the beautiful women in front of him was a man in a dress???
so like please consider: petite fine-boned achilles. achilles with killer cheekbones and big dark eyes w long eyelashes. ppl meeting achilles and being all “you’re the one who’s supposed to be a scary warrior?” and then later he he picks up trojans twice his size and flings them across the battlefield and they’re like ‘oh’. achilles being significantly shorter than hector and needing to tilt his head back to yell at him. patroclus being able to sling achilles over his shoulder. patroclus giving achilles piggyback rides. achilles needing patroclus to reach stuff down for him sometimes. achilles being the little spoon. tiny pretty achilles okay
I like to imagine Neil giggles a lot when he gets tipsy. Imagine: Andrew and Neil sitting on the roof, sharing a bottle of whiskey, Andrew’s bitching about Kevin and Exy and Neil is just lying with his head on his lap, staring up at his stupid face and losing his shit. Andrew alternates between glaring at him and shutting him up with a kiss.
“If you could order a crime as one orders a dinner, what would you choose?”
“A very simple crime. A crime with no complications. A crime of quiet domestic life… very unimpassioned — very intime… Supposing, that four people sit down to play bridge and one, the odd man out, sits in a chair by the fire. At the end of the evening the man by the fire is found dead. One of the four, while he is dummy, has gone over and killed him, and intent on the play of the hand, the other three have not noticed. Ah, there would be a crime for you! Which of the four was it?” - Agatha Christie, The ABC Murders