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Haha! Happy new year and happy shipping everyday! Hope everyone finds friends shipping the same pair and can exchange fanworks and arts! And good good learning day day up! ❤️

*with my ugly handwriting and terrible English*

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Update date to my dears here:

'M in heidelberg now (what) and searching for a flat for two persons. So I'm still alive, conscious (maybe), and and and and dying (what u say

And I'll die if i can't find a place to live :DDD U'll find peggys body in the Neckar. See u in the uni klinik (??

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i melt

Fan photos from Endeavour (2015)

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James and Andrew kissing after the show my entire life is OVER (via) 

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hshshshsprprprprprpr❤️

A great behind the scene! Interesting info about Violetta’s mindset and moral boundaries…

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BAFTA Awards | Just magical, Andrew! 

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Tag game

@fitzrove ❤️Thanks for tagging me! Just finished watching the film Breathe(2017) and cried. Heavily. Thus I'm too tired to check my words and grammar now...so, here:

Name: not my real name but everyone who knows me calls me 翠/Cuì, the c like the z in German, the u like uno and the i like is, and together--Ps it means the colour from green to cyan or sth like that, but i use it not because of the colour but if you speak my surname quickly, it would sound like Cui

Gender: should i write female or woman

Hogwarts house: idk. I've never been to Hogwarts.

Time where you are: 00:41…

Favourite animal: frog, octopus, ect.

Cats or dogs: never had one so both. No dogs are better.

Dream job: idk, i wanna try everything.

When i made this blog: ehhhhh this February? March? Anyway this year.

Reason for my url: like, six years ago? I considered to find a url which wouldn't sound like a adolescent & Chunnibyou so i chose a term from my favorite fanfic (https://archiveofourown.org/works/14309874/chapters/33017091 , ps I love this writer, i love her, for six years, i won't be here and myself without her) at that time and it's called "once (you've) accepted this setting"--and i turned it somehow to "firstif" and then it goes on...every time I registered a new account on social media it would +1 so recently I registered an account called twentiethif...anyway my ao3 name is not in this system(

Not tagging anyone so anyone has interest just help yourself :D

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William Whitaker (b.1943) — (500x673), https://www.pinterest.com/pin/478155685410273192/

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Endeavour S7 - Morse

(from the dvd extras)

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Endeavour S7 - Morse & Thursday

(from the dvd extras)

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Endeavour S7 - Love & Friendship

(from the dvd extras)

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Endeavour S7 - 1970s Look

(from the dvd extras)

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Strange: Are you seeing anyone?

Morse, nervous: No, why?

Strange: I think a therapist would be good for you

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three random facts about me

tagged by @fitzrove --thank you ❤️! And sorry I'm late...I'm quite ansty recently cause I need a fixed place to live in Munich but haven't got one yet...anyway here are the three!(っ´ω`c)

1. I didn't have breakfast today.

2. So i bought eggs for lunch from the supermarket for the first time in like three years.

3. I'll be vagrant in the next several weeks. Kind of. Wish myself good luck:)

Not tagging anyone because i hardly know someone here :D but everybody is welcome to play this!!

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Morse’s Thoughts on Ludo and Bix

Was he so very lonely? Was he so very desperate for someone to see him that he was willing to blink and look away?

Because Ludo had almost certainly never been to Oxford.

But, perhaps, it was nothing so very sinister. After all, the last person to have reached out to him, to have seemed to want to understand him, had lied about his pedigree, too.

“I’m a Harvard man, myself, old man.”

Morse tried to comfort himself with the thought, even though, it was also true, that Bixby had said such words quite differently—always with a trace of good-humor and light in the dark eyes, with a dazzle of a smile playing around his lips, as if to include him in the masquerade.

As if to say, “You and I both know that Bruce is right, that I am a fraud.”

“But it’s all good fun, isn’t it? As the fellow said: You only get one go around the board.”

With Bix, Morse had always felt as if his host was drawing him in, inviting him to be a part of the game. And it was a harmless game, a child’s game, really. A game of let’s pretend. Let’s turn back the clock, to the days before we wore the mask, to the days before we learned to bury ourselves behind layers and layers of wallpaper, to the days when we were young and believed that anything was possible.

Even magic.

Even love.

Because now, he realized—and he tilted his weight further forward, scrubbing at the wallpaper harder, so that his heart was beating, not as bird, but even more arhythmically, like a cageful of battling rodents gnawing at the bars of his ribs, hell-bent on breaking free …

Because now, he realized, he was not a player in the game, but rather the object of it.

From This Is A Story About Wallpaper on AO3

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The fanworks i left kudos on since 2014

Just, thank you lofter, and fuk u