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And another thing I find hilarious about Garak is that - he is such a snob.
Like, Quark's too vulgar and loud for him, close range fighting is "undignified", no one can set a foot on the station without having this middle aged Cardassian criticizing their fashion choice right in front of their Bolinian salads or whatever, he debates epic literature at lunch, he has had Shakespeare for like 5 minutes and he is already quoting it during life or death emergencies.
And it's absolutely hilarious because this man chopped up his countrymen for a living.
listen i'm pretty sure i'm like 95% into women but
jude law in "the holiday" (2006) will be the death of me
This screenshot from a gardening Facebook group has been on my phone for several years and I'm not sure I'm ever going to be able to delete it. Apparently it comes from a British gardening book from the 80s. I know we all joke that the English are afraid of flavor, but I assure you, you are not prepared for this.
GARLIC
Until quite recently, scientists smiled at all the wonderful medicinal powers claimed for garlic, but recent research has shown that there is some truth in a few of the old wives' tales. Garlic, of course, has an important role in Continental but not in British cookery — it really isn't worth growing unless you are a fan.
Any well-drained spot will do. Buy a head of garlic from the greengrocer or supermarket and split it up into individual cloves. Plant them 2 in. deep and 6 in. apart in March. Apart from watering in dry weather there is nothing else to do until the foliage turns yellow in July or August. Lift the bulbs and allow to dry under cover, then store in a cool, frost-free place.
If you are a beginner with garlic, you must use it very sparingly or you will be put off for ever. Rub a wooden salad bowl with a clove before adding the ingredients. Rub the skin of poultry before roasting and then you can try dropping a whole unskinned clove into a casserole or stew, removing it before serving. If by then you have lost a little of your garlic fear, you can try using crushed (not chopped) garlic in meat etc. as the Continentals do.
“The entire British museum is an active crime scene” - John Oliver
i wanna be so close with a british person that they don’t do the accent when it’s just the two of us
Fittest man alive and fuck every Brit that is able to buy tickets
ok maybe people have talked about this before but what if the book from bsd is supposed to parallel the book from 1984? in british literature class, we just started reading 1984, and upon reading the first chapter, i noticed some similarities between the two books (spoiler alert for bsd and 1984)
the most obvious thing is that both books have no name, both just referred to as "the book"
another similarity is that both books have the power, or goal, to change humanity/society because of the people who have/want possession of it. in 1984, the brotherhood is writing the book to break down or change the oceania society. in bsd, fyodor and the decay of angels want to write in the book to change humanity to something better
also 1984 is a british book, and the british have a bit of great significance in the bsd universe (as seen in stormbringer, 55 minutes, and dead apple)
anyway yeah i just made that connection while reading 1984 and thought it was interesting :P
A special British facial expression maybe?
Hello there. Can you please write a riot club imagine? There the reader will be Guy's sister and has a crush on Dimitri. Dimitri knows it and flirts with the reader. The reader wants Dimitri to take her out.
That Time:
I was looking forward to this Christmas vacation. Not only because I was meeting my brother, Guy, after a while, but also because I was gonna meet someone I really adore.
He was Dimitri, my brother’s best friend since school. I’ve remembered meeting him on many occasions. I have always liked him a lot. The way he talks in a Greek-English accent, the way he often fixes his hair, even the way he swears while he talks, impresses me to a great extent.
I feel like Guy had noticed my growing feelings for Dimitri. He always keeps on saying how Dimitri always spoke of me as if I was his little sister, which annoys me a lot. I am only three years younger than him. That doesn’t make me little.
I was waiting by the door to receive Guy and Dimitri as they arrived. Guy gave mum a quick kiss on the cheek and hugged me gently.
“You’re still studying hard?” Guy joked. He always jokes about me being a nerd and all. I ignored him and shook Dimitri’s hand.
“GOD!” Dimitri exhaled, “You’ve grown so much since I saw you last.” I couldn’t help but blush.
“You must be really tired, boys.” my mum called them inside.
We had dinner together. Mum talked with them all the time. Dimitri told her about how he ended up deciding to come to our house while his parents went to Greece that year. I found myself looking at him at times. It felt like the more I look at him the more I fell in love with him.
But he simply ignored me through the dinner and talked to my mother instead. When mother left us to talk after the pudding was when Dimitri actually cared to look at me.
“I didn’t think you’ll grow up to be this gorgeous,” Dimitri smirked, “I mean, look at Guy, surely he can’t be your brother.”
The smile on my face died as I looked at Guy’s irritated expression. “She’s only 16. mate.”
“Exactly,” Dimitri said, still smiling.
I opened my mouth to say something but Guy interrupted me and said “Y/N, you can go to your room now.”
“But...” I tried to protest. But this time Dimitri stopped me, “It’s okay, Y/N. He’s just playing brother here. I’ll handle it.” He winked and turned to Guy.
I left the room quickly to stop myself from giggling.
Tis strawberry season~Â
BRITISH ARMY MILITARY INTELLIGENCE
Oh my god, me and my family do that so hard. We’re not from Somerset but still, I love that idea!
I've got two characters, Tessa and Evangeline, who are both from Somerset and whilst neither of them have particularly strong accents, I love the idea of when they are talking to each other, the accents just get stronger and stronger until its full blown
Lmao relatable.
i love how people who are into british aisles folklore vs. people who are into the modern edgy faerie movement sound like cat people vs. dog people like
me: *mentions faeries* someone reblogging my post: um even THINKING about faeries, ESPECIALLY IRISH FAERIES, is to flirt with a fate worse than death. your blood will drip form their sharp teeth. their sharp, sharp, pointy, sharp teeth. this isn’t tinker bell you’re dealing with. me: ….ANYWAY, this is my brounie his name is ferd and he unclogs my shower drain
This person gets how people feel about bake off. Especially British people, i know because I am a British people.
The Great British Bake Off
Nico *insane screaming*
Will *kicks down door*: WHATISITAREYOUOKAY
Nico: PAUL HOLLYWOOD JUST GAVE OUT A HANDSHAKE!
Will:
Will: Nico seriously.
Will: Who’d he give it to?!