something something jeeves’ eternal dedication to making bertie’s life beautiful and bertie’s effusive and adoring reverence for jeeves above all else. something something.

i bet if i go on a spontaneous 2-day roadtrip with no reservations or plans or screens on my days off this week it'll probably fix me

decided to be responsible and use my 2 days off to take my cat for an overdue check-up at the vet (1 day for the vet, 1 day for emotional aftercare/petting). please clap!

there is a certain smug satisfaction that comes with opening up the Sherlock Holmes/John Watson tag on ao3, going down to the ‘Exclude’ section of Sort and Filter, opening ‘Fandoms,’ and selecting ‘Sherlock (BBC TV 2010)

in a way john watson is a fantasy (what if you had this brilliant enigmatic friend and what if he liked you in particular and what if he offered you the excitement of youth and adventures and a way out of boring society life and all without having to actually give up your status as a gentleman so you could have the best of both worlds) and in a way sherlock holmes is a fantasy (what if someone never got tired of you despite your various strange habits and mood swings and instead of simply tolerating you they genuinely liked you and what if you didn’t have to live alone forever and what if you never had to give up doing the things you love) and of course there’s the most fantastical part of it all (what if you could afford london housing prices)

theres ALWAYS a relevant XKCD for everything huh

actually the real risk with being companionless/covenless as a vampire isn't soul-crushing loneliness it's the fact that isolated vampires just start doing anything. four grown ass men got divorced last season and the second they live alone lestat starts a middling soundcloud career, louis starts stalking some poor waitress, daniel becomes a bowling fanatic, and armand is in fucking ohio

It is sooooo diabolical for Armand to stalk Daniel and report back to Louis for 50 years just for Louis to giggle and bat his eyelashes and go “wait but what if we pretend we haven’t seen him since SF and invite him to interview us again while you pretend to be my maid” and Armand goes “sure babe but first let me steam my purple silk top and send the chef his favorite dessert recipe” like yeahhhh they’ve all been alive for too long and have completely lost their minds your honor