My favorite thing about being open with my sexuality and pro-ho is people always tell me about their ho-ish adventures and idk I get so proud. I’m just all for anyone having all the sex they want and embracing that shit, you go
In which Jaime required coffee in order to sit through the wedding vows. [x]
Oh my god
OH MY GOD
Is this real?! This is hilarious!
I PROMISE I’LL SEND AS MANY AS I CAN BUT PLEASE MAKE SURE YOUR SUBMIT BOX IS OPEN!
JUST WAIT FOR YOUR SEB BECAUSE HE SHALL COME TO YOUR ASK BOX SOON OR LATER
Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley | Pride & Prejudice (2005), Lost in Austen (2009)
Between him and Darcy there was a very steady friendship, in spite of a great opposition of character. Bingley was endeared to Darcy by the easiness, openness, ductility of his temper, though no disposition could offer a greater contrast to his own, and though with his own he never appeared dissatisfied. On the strength of Darcy’s regard, Bingley had the firmest reliance, and of his judgment the highest opinion. In understanding, Darcy was the superior. Bingley was by no means deficient, but Darcy was clever. He was at the same time haughty, reserved, and fastidious, and his manners, though well-bred, were not inviting. In that respect his friend had greatly the advantage. Bingley was sure of being liked wherever he appeared; Darcy was continually giving offense.
— (via rut-katharinaa)
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