#the Brilliant Original

[phantomonabudget]

This is Michael Crawford's face cast by makeup artist legend, Christopher Tucker. This face cast was used by Mr. Tucker in the development of the Phantom's makeup in Maria Björnson's brilliant original design.

...and I now own it. 😎🤯

I am very excited and honored to become the custodian of this rare piece of Phantom and effects makeup history.

[mizgnomer]

David Tennant and Cush Jumbo in a promotional photo for their Macbeth

...in honor of this week's cinema screenings on February 5th and 9th - maybe I'll see you there

For Tennant Tuesday (or whatever day this post finds you)

[biologist4ever]

Colored petals and explosive blooms (Echinopsis cacti)

[trainerjoshie]

Pokémon TCG SWSH Brilliant Stars (2022), Astral Radiance (2022), Lost Origins (2022), Silver Tempest (2022), Crown Zenith (2023), Paldea Evolved (2023) & Paradox Rift (2023) illustrations by Nagomi Nijo 😍

[mentallyillmindmeld]

Spock to doctor pipeline so real

[vvitchllng]

The Raven Queen came to the god of death before her in his frozen enclave. They danced through words over the years and while at first he may have seen her as a disciple, eventually they became friends, and she thinks she loved him at the end. They worked together to craft the Ritual of Ascension, and now he is at peace, though his ghost may live on in the cold of winters, in the darkness at the corners of the world, and she cares for him still in the way she cares for all beings

[uwuinhell]

It's That time of month! You know what that means!

*shoots blorbo with projection canon*

[kazzu120-old]

A comic about NicoMaki lowering their guards so much while making out that they completely forget to banter

A comic about NicoMaki lowering their guards so much while making out that they completely forget to banter - With Nico who gets so open and vulnerable that she forgets to put on her usual useless, jokey bravado. And Maki, who gets so distracted from making out with Nico that she completely overlooks a perfectly good quip (but you can bet your ass she'll get back to her perfect, sharp form once she's calmed down, lmao.)

Maki was the target of the punchline in my last comic, so I thought I'd make it Nico this time. Again, I hope the punchline makes sense here.

[beaulesbian]

It would've taken extraordinary skill to layer the involutions on this artifact. What a waste of talent!

[rosengris]

A quick snap of the Jon magazine that came through my mail box today. The interview itself isn't all that insightful. I'll put some interesting bits behind the cut for length.

Leigh (interviewer): Is it a bit of a relief when you walk away on that last day and you get to leave Louis behind?

Jacob: It is. But then I'm missing him immediately. Like, it's funny. At the end of season, the last day we were shooting something, a scene where Louis is just so tired. He's just reached this point where he has nothing left in him. Right? And this was at the end of six months of nights. We did 100 nights and I was working every single one of them. So it was great to do a scene where I had to be as tired as I was. But then we wrapped...and it sounds so dramatic, but the first thing I did was literally fall to my knees, lay down flat, face down in the middle of the street and just had a cry.

==============================================

Leigh: We should campaign for that. We need a political party that advocates a 3.5 day work week.

Jacob: I'm down for that. Like I found great purpose and great joy in playing Louis and enjoyed being there every day. I only had a few days off in season two, and I don't know ow much my partner loved that...It was a lot for my family.

==============================================

Leigh: Well, I have got just two fun questions for you - our issue theme is FAB. So I wanted to ask you about two things that are FAB in your life - what's your most fabulous pair of shoes? And what's the most fabulous dish you cook?

Jacob: Okay, I'm going to say the most fabulous dish I can cook is a brown stew chicken. [...] It's a Jamaican dish. You do it with rice and peas and it's basically like a stew where you cook it for like, four, five, six, seven hours. You cook it for as long as you want, basically. And the longer you cook it, the more the meat just falls off the bone. The reason I think it's FAB is because there's such a freedom to making it, you can do it with real flair and eccentricity.

Leigh: Really FAB. What's the basis of the sauce? What's the brown?

Jacob: This thing called 'all purpose seasoning', which is very common in Jamaican cooking. It's beautiful. It's quite hard to describe it, but it's a little bit sweet. It's very salty, and has a tomato flavour.

Leigh: And then your favourite shoes. Most FAB shoes?

Jacob: I did like a recent cull of shoes because I realised I had too many shoes [laughs]. I got some Clarks recently that are really beautiful. They're like, kind of a high, chunky feel.

[siflshonen]

Izuku so help me god if you really think you’re any different from those first years following around those boys they think are cool and screaming at them, then you need to start this manga over from the beginning and think about what it means to see yourself in others. What is not clicking.

[okjii]

every so often i remember Nora started aftg in the mindset of it being a manga and then i have to spend the next 2-3 business weeks mourning what could have been the Greatest sport manga to ever exist

[eternalstarlitwonderland]

Brilliant Diamond

As darkness envelops the world, the enchanting hour of starlight unfolds

A silvery glimmer, ethereal and soft, spread across the sky, each star brilliantly twinkling like a precious gem

In this celestial dance, there exists a lone star, frail and flickering, struggling to maintain its place on the delicate stratospheric thread

Separated from the vibrant constellations, it lingers in solitude

Quietly anticipating the moment when it will finally drift downwards, embracing the cosmic journey that awaits it beyond the vast expanse

The fallen star began their descension, and they gracefully gilded downward, each movement almost ethereal

The atmosphere shimmered with anticipation; as they descended, their radiant lights illuminated the earth below, casting a warm, ethereal glow that painted the landscape in a silvery-white hue that danced among the shadows, transforming the scenery into a tapestry of wonder

The descension concluded with a silvery flash; it settled onto the unsuspecting location, creating a massive crater

The star brilliantly illumined the circumambient and blinded the northward, revealing itself as a pure and natural uncut diamond

The starlight always has a way of conveying the mystique of existence, although it wasn't possible to think of

Once again ignited with light, the twinkling star radiated a brilliance unlike before

This time, its shimmering glow was a gentle, inviting warmth reminiscent of a cozy fire on a chilly evening

The luminous hues danced in the air, creating a harmonious blend of fluorescent brightness and the soothing glow of incandescent warmth, casting empyreal shadows that danced softly across the landscape, embracing twinkling comfort and ethereal beauty, making the night seem less intimidating and more inviting as if the star had woven a comforting blanket of light across the vast expanse of the cosmos

It stood firm like an unyielding boulder; its surface gleamed with the clarity and brilliance of a perfectly cut gemstone, each facet reflecting light with exquisite precision, catching and refracting light in a dazzling array of colors, and as smooth as the slickest sheet of ice, with a flawless texture that glides effortlessly beneath the touch

Relentlessly brilliant, it sparkled magnificently, even when shrouded in the dark embrace of tenebrosity, revealing hidden facets that glimmered like stars in a moonless night

Beneath the vast expanse, velvet canopy of night, a young stargazer stood mesmerized by the myriad twinkling stars dancing playfully above her, like diamonds scattered on black velvet

As she gazed up, captivated by their radiant glint, each twinkle above sparked a deep sense of wonder within her

Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to a brilliant light that coruscated overhead, a rare gem of luminosity that beckoned her to investigate its origins; venturing closer, she discovered the source of this ethereal light

To her astonishment, she found a fallen star nestled among the soft grass, with its luminous aura pulsating in enchanting waves, emanating a dazzling zing that resonated in the air, captivating her senses

It emitted a steady stream of prismatic light that danced throughout; each flicker of its brilliance sparked curiosity within her, drawing her nearer

The starlight danced around it, enveloping it in a subtle iridescence, bathing it in a soft shimmer, accentuating its delicate facets that sparkled like a thousand tiny jewels caught in the moonlight; each flash of a diamond-like fallen star revealed its radiant beauty

A cascade of glitter danced around it, creating a delicate twinkle that lit up the night; the fallen star unleashed a cascade of dazzling glitter, its brilliant luminosity creating delicate sparkles that illuminated the surrounding darkness; she carefully picked up the brilliantly lit orb, cradling it gently, letting its warmth spill into her palms As she was cradling its ethereal glow, she felt a profound connection; at that moment, everything stood utterly still, as if the universe had pressed the pause button, leaving everything frozen in a delicate balance, waiting for the next heartbeat to resume its rhythm; its external shine that burned brightly within and reflected her dreams and aspirations, waiting to be realized

[biologist4ever]

[qksxzo]

Levi on a blind date pls 🙏🏻

i had tew much fun writing this. unfortunately, i do think there will be a part two… but that’s up for you to decide. 

so embarrassing  /  levi x reader

wc: 3.4k

levi was tired. 

“oh come on levi, i really think you’ll like yn!” hanji exclaims. 

“i’m not going on a shitty blind date just because you think i’ll like your friend,” he mutters, taking a sip of his tea while sending a glare her way. 

“you don’t know it’s going to be shitty,” the brunette says, trying to be convincing in such a way that she thinks just might work, “plus, i’ll even pay for your dinner!” 

“why are you talking to me like you’re trying to meet a quota?” he raises a brow before dismissing her, “it’s not happening.” 

hanji whines dejectedly, her body deflating in such a way that makes levi want to scoff. instead, he opts to take another sip of his tea. 

“okay… well if me not paying for your meal isn’t enough for you to say yes, how about we make a deal?” 

levi wants so badly for her to just leave him the hell alone, but he can’t help that his curiosity is piqued with how hard she’s trying to sell this.

“i’m listening.” 

“yay!” she yells before murmuring, “except… i didn’t really think this through.” 

“you want to make a shitty deal but you don’t even know what it is,” levi inquires, “you’re beyond saving.” 

“ouch! anyways though, it was going to be something along the lines of if it goes terribly then i am forever in your debt and also you get one favor from me redeemable at anytime no matter how inconvenient for me. as for the second…” 

“let me guess, it goes well and you get bragging rights or… whatever your deranged and deluded mind comes up with.”

“precisely! you’re so smart, levi!” 

“spare me,” he mutters, “but fine, not that i need any favors from you. don’t go thinking it’s going to be a whole thing.” 

at least he’ll get a free meal and maybe a good conversation. not that he was the best at conversations anyways.

“oh wonderful! i set you up a reservation tonight at six! it’s fancy, so wear something classy.”

his eye twitches with a vengeance because of course she already made a reservation. 

unbelievable. 

“i’m going to beat your ass when this is over.” 

“oh, i don’t know about that one, yn’s hot.” hanji grins, wiggling her eyebrows.

levi rolls his eyes, “eat shit.” 

dressed in a black suit with a black silk undershirt, levi waits for you outside of the restaurant, an upper class italian fusion place that had him wondering how the hell his idiot friend could afford such an extravagant restaurant. 

he leaned against the wall beside him, checking his phone to see the time was 5:55pm. hanji had insisted on him getting there early and he has no doubts she hounded you as well with all her talk of, “places like this don’t mess around! both people have to be there and on TIME!” 

he hears heels coming towards him, but figures it’s just another patron walking inside before he sees two black heels stop in front of him, “excuse me, are you levi?” 

he freezes slightly before looking up from his phone to drag his eyes up your figure, meeting your gaze in a way that has him feeling significantly warmer. 

damn. that’s all he thinks before he recovers the best he can, “yeah. you yn?”

your lips twitch. “that’s me. i would say i’m glad not to be catfished, but it’s not like i saw a picture of you beforehand.” 

he can’t help the slight chuckle that arises. “well, glad we’re on the same boat there.” 

you let out a quiet laugh before you pull your phone out, and he eyes your manicured nails as you check the time, placing your nail just underneath the numbers that read 5:58pm, “good thing we were on the same boat about timing as well. should we head in?” 

“yeah, we should.” he pushes off from the wall before walking with you and opening the door. “after you.” 

the way you hold your gaze on him as you thank him before entering is not lost on levi, and he quickly unbuttons the top of his shirt to relieve the tight feeling in his throat.

 hanji was full of shit when she said you were hot. you were absolutely breathtaking.

“i’ll just do a paloma, please,” you say to the waitress, “and a water as well, no ice.” 

“of course, miss,” the blonde haired woman who had introduced herself as annie nodded, turning her head to look at the male across from you, “and for you, sir?” 

“an old fashioned, please. neat.” 

“perfect. i’ll get your drinks in right away then.” 

“i don’t think i’ve met someone who drinks a neat old fashioned.” you claimed, resting your chin in your palm. 

“i’ve always preferred my drinks that way, i hate watered down alcohol,” he admits. “do you usually get fruitier drinks?” 

you shrug, “honestly, i take a gamble everytime, i don’t like sticking to one thing.” 

he raises a brow, “that’s a bold move when it comes to alcohol.” 

you laugh, “i don’t drink often so i guess it’s my way of trying everything,” you pause slightly with a slight smile, “i actually played it safe today. paloma’s are one of my favorites.”

he tries so hard not to stare, but he doesn’t want to seem like he’s avoiding your gaze. he’s never been intimidated like this, people don’t usually make him this uneasy… but there’s immediately something about you that makes him nervous. then, as if all your talk of drinks spoke them into existence, annie comes back with your drinks at a meticulous speed. 

you both thank her, after which she asks if you would like to start your meal with an appetizer, to which you both hastily decide on the oysters and grilled octopus. she takes her leave once again and you take a sip of your drink, making a pleased sound through your closed lips. 

“so, how did four-eyes convince you to show up?” he can’t help it, he’s curious- even more curious on how hanji is friends with someone like you. 

“well, i was fully intending to deny her until the end of time, but… i don’t know, maybe i’d call it an instinct,” you answer, “though, the free food was a pretty big plus for me. you?” 

he can’t help but feel at a loss, and he pauses for a moment before willing himself to speak, careful with how he chooses his next words (something that he usually never cares about), “yeah, an instinct is what i’d call it too.” 

he doesn’t miss the way your eyes light up, and this is the first time he’s seen you give him a full smile. jesus, how the fuck did hanji find you? 

“so, levi,” you lean back with your arms folded, “cats or dogs.” 

he blinks. “can’t say i’m privy to either.” 

you nod, “too much for you?” 

“too filthy,” he answers, “in terms of cleanliness, i would prefer a cat, though.” 

the corner of your mouth twitches up, and he feels like he’s playing the price is right or some shit like that with the way he wants to impress you. 

he thinks you’re pleased with his answer as you respond, “i prefer cats too. dogs have a smell, it makes me feel gritty. i’m assuming you’re big on cleanliness then?” 

he nods, “i don't tolerant dirty surroundings.”

“ah.” you say before covering your mouth with a discreet giggle, and he can’t help the frown that settles on his face. 

“something funny?”

“not at all,” you waved your arms in an x-like motion while shaking your head. “it’s just that’s the only thing hanji told me about you.” 

he scoffs, leaning back in his seat to fold his arms, “of course she did. she’s the messiest pig i know.” 

he should really tone down the abrasiveness, he thinks, but you don’t seem to mind as you let out a laugh. “she does seem to leave a tornado behind her everywhere she goes.”

levi chuckles, and you ask him another question. “now i’m curious about what she’s told you about me.”

oh. 

well. 

“she said you’re nice.” he pauses, looking at the table before meeting your eyes again. “and that you’re hot.” 

you cover your face with your hand, trying to hide the blush of embarrassment that paints itself that brushes across your cheeks. “ah, that sounds like her.” 

he swallows, maybe he shouldn’t have said that… whatever, it’s not like he really said anything wrong. before he can think too much more, annie approaches with your appetizers, placing them on the small table with a practiced ease. “have you had a chance to decide on your main courses?” 

levi decides on the smoked salmon, not recognizing half of the things that were on the menu, while you order the mezzelune. annie tells you both the main courses will be brought out upon the finishing of your appetizers, to which you both nod in agreement. 

he notices you don’t say anything after annie leaves. “are you embarrassed?” 

you shrug, seemingly more shy now, yet still exuding the confidence you’ve shown as you cut off a piece of octopus. “well, i think she could’ve at least told you something about me personally.” 

“well, now’s your chance.” 

“hmm…” you place your hands in your lap, looking up in thought, trying to think of something that would make you seem cool in front of possibly the hottest guy you’ve ever been on a date with, “i dj sometimes.” 

levi’s eyebrows raise. “like at kids birthday parties?” 

“clubs,” you grin, “you know heavenly?” 

“i’ve heard of it,” taking a bite of the octopus on his plate, he thinks he puts two and two together when he asks you, “is that where you met hanji?”

you look at him surprised. “yes, actually. how’d you know?”

“levi, i just met the coolest bitch i’ve ever met like, ever,” hanji slurs over the phone, “you need to come to heavenly with meeeeeee.” 

“levi, this is erwin. hanji just spilled her drink all over the dj’s setup. please come pick us up.”

“just a hunch,” he says. “so, you don’t drink a lot, but you play at clubs?” 

you giggle, reaching over to grab an oyster just as he does, your hands barely grazing, “that seems to be the case… you should stop by the next time i decide to play.” 

“you sure you won’t get nervous?” he asks this mainly to tease you, but his voice hides any sort of flirtation. 

you seem to catch on, though. 

“i don’t get nervous,” you bluff, eyes locking onto his before you look down at the oyster sitting on your plate, “it’s been a long time since i’ve had these… eat one with me?” 

he nods, picking his up, and the two of you lean your heads back to let the oyster slide down your throats. 

the rest of the night is one for the books for levi, seeing as, when the food comes out, you both have to remember to eat in the midst of your conversation. you don’t seem to mind his sarcastic humor.  in fact, it seems you adopt that humor too as you respond to him. he doesn’t think he’s had a date go this smoothly, let alone a blind one (in which case, this is his first blind date but you get the idea, right?). it’s rare for levi to go out like this, especially with someone as radiant as you. he truly thinks you’re the most beautiful person he’s laid eyes on. not only that, but your intellect, your wit, the way you carry yourself… 

you’re completely his type. 

at this point, long after the both of you finish your meals, he has you giggling, albeit a little bit drunkly. 

“this is going to be so embarrassing if you’re not even slightly drunk right now.” you say, leaning your cheek into your palm, face hot as you look at the piercing man in front of you. 

he’s not, but he assures you the alcohol is doing it’s job- and he’s not completely lying. he does notice that his body feels significantly… warmer. “yeah, i’m feeling it too right now.” 

you smile, “you’re lying, but it’s ok, i’ll let it slide.” 

“oh yeah? how generous of you.” he chuckles dryly, hooking his finger around his collar to let his neck breathe. 

“i know, right,” you say before shifting your gaze, “sorry for being such a lightweight.”

“don’t apologize,” he says, tentatively placing a warm hand on top of yours, “i’m still enjoying myself.” 

he can’t tell if it’s the alcohol, maybe it’s the lighting, but your face reddens tenfold at his comment as you quickly flit your eyes from where his hand rests on yours and back up to his eyes. “i’m glad i’m not the only one.” 

god, if you keep looking at me like that i don’t know what i’ll do, he thinks before leaning forward in his chair, “you wanna get out of here?” 

-☆

after the two of you get the bill situated thanks to hanji’s generosity (and possibly a hint of desperation?), he offers to walk you home after you tell him you live only a few blocks away. you shake your head and tell him he really doesn’t have to but he cuts you off with a swoonworthy, “i want to.” 

he didn’t want to seem like a creep offering, but he would never be able to forgive himself if he just let you walk away. you seemed to be more sober now- not that you had been all that drunk in the first place, but the flush on your face seemed to erase itself the more you walked with him. the two of you walk in a comfortable silence, the brisk fall air surrounding you both. like clockwork, you start to shiver, crossing your hands to rub your elbows, “bad day to wear something sleeveless.” 

it’s seriously like the universe was setting him up, and he immediately takes off the blazer of his suit to wrap around you, “it’s not the best but it should keep you warmer than that.” 

you blush, oh my god it smells like him… get a grip, right now. “thank you, levi.” 

“don’t mention it.” he waves you off, placing his hands into his pockets as he walks next to you, “your feet must be freezing.” 

you chuckle, looking down at the cold leather of your heels, “just a little bit. lucky for me, we’re almost there.” 

he nods, noticing the way his heart twinges at the thought of having to say goodbye to you so early. though, that twinge is quickly overshadowed when he feels your pinky reach from underneath his jacket to touch his wrist in a ghostlike manner, like you were testing the waters to see if he’d bite. 

his hand slowly unsheathes from his pocket to meet your cold one, his thumb rubbing the back of your hand at a futile attempt to bring some life back to it, “holding my hand already?” 

“you don’t seem to mind,” you tease, “if it helps you feel better, it’s just a couple places down.” 

“tch, you’re acting as if i would hold your hand out of pity.”

you laugh, “well, i’m glad you’re not then!” 

he continues to hold your hand as you lead him up the steps, not letting go even as you turn around. he eyes the building with a raised brow, “so if i start djing do you think i’ll be able to afford something like this?” 

you grin, “maybe if you try hard enough you’ll be able to afford multiple.” 

he gives you another dry chuckle, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, “i guess i’ll need to practice then.” 

“indeed.” you giggle, welcoming the warmth of his hand as it grazes your face before he drops it to his side, “i had a really good time tonight, levi.” 

he doesn’t know why he avoids your gaze at first, but he nods, “i did too, yn.” 

is it bad how bad i want to kiss him right now, you shake your head internally, hell no, you’re going to scare him off. what happened to no kissing on the first date? did all that go out the window just because he’s hot- 

“well, i should get going,” you say, trying to hide the conflict in your voice, “let’s do this again?” 

he nods, “i’d like that.” 

the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife, and he so badly wants to kiss you, especially with the way your eyes flick down to look at his lips before you look back at him and smile.

“well, i guess i’ll see you then.”

he almost pouts when you remove his jacket from your shoulders, handing it to him with the same small smile you’ve had. he takes it with one hand resting it on his side as you turn around to type your code in. 

fuck it.

 “hey.” 

you turn around quizzically, “yeah-”

suddenly, you’re gently pressed against your door, a strong hand around your waist and warm minty breath tickling your face, his cobalt eyes staring fiercely into yours. you swallow so thickly you make a gulping sound, your mouth dry at how close his face is to yours. he looks at you, then to your lips, then back up- a pattern the both of you seemed to have followed multiple times throughout the night. 

his voice is low, and it does something you can’t explain to your whole body as he trails off, “can i…” 

“please.” 

his lips are on yours within seconds, your mouths molding together perfectly as he presses you into the door more, the arm around your waist pulls you closer before he moves his hand to run down the back of your thigh to lift it over his hip. you slide your hands up his abdomen, feeling the tightness of his torso before you rest them on his chest. 

of course he has to be sculpted by fucking zeus himself, you sigh into his mouth.

you’re so weak. 

it’s not long before his tongue makes its way into your mouth, exploring it as if he was on a mission. you can’t help the small moan that emits from you as your tongue battles with his. he wins of course, and you feel a wave of sadness wash over you as he gently pulls away, his hand going from your thigh to your hip, “you should get inside, your ass is freezing.” 

“it does feel pretty chilly down there.” you can’t help but to laugh out loud, “thanks for looking out.” 

“don’t mention it.” 

“text me when you get home?” 

“i’ll consider it.” 

you make a small hmph sound, “alright. i look forward to your text telling me how brave you were for making it home safely.”

“you’re an ass.” he scoffs, but his eyes have a fond look to them as he gives your hip a squeeze, “i’ll talk to you later.” 

you smile, giving him a peck on his cheek before pulling away, “good night, levi.” 

“good night, yn.” 

not long after your nightly routine, you get a text. laying in your bed, you unlock your phone to see a multitude of notifications from hanji that you decide to ignore for now. instead, you smile giddily, laying on your back to open the message from your stoic yet charming date. 

levi: home safe. am i brave now? 

you laugh, sending him a quick response before covering your face with your pillow. 

meanwhile, in the comfort of his own bed, levi reads your response with the faintest hint of a smile. he lays down on his back, rubbing his tired eyes when a fear-filled thought enters his mind. 

he was never going to hear the end of it from that freak. he sighs, staring at his ceiling as he thinks maybe it would be okay so long as you kept your interest in him. maybe the two of you really had a shot beyond just being a blind date to each other. he lets out another breath before closing his eyes.

i can’t believe that shithead was right. 

[fictionadventurer]

The more I think about a post-WWI Persuasion, the more I think it would be a fantastic book, and that it would be a ton of work to write.

Austen is able to keep the book so short because she tells us a lot of what happens instead of showing us exactly what happens in most scenes. This provides a lot of scope for the imagination, which makes it excellent for adaptations--you've got a lot of room to flesh things out--but also puts a lot of responsibility on the adapter to figure out what those details are.

Adapting this to a post-WWI setting would mean a ton of research about the details of daily life, and how different settings in the novel were different in 1919 vs. 1814, not to mention the formation of the RAF and how the military situations would work for Wentworth and friends both during battle and when discharging home. But it gets down to an even more granular level the more you look at the details of the book.

Take, for example, the scene where Anne and Benwick discuss poetry in Bath. The original gives us this brilliant characterization of Benwick as a shy young man who's excited to get a chance to open up about his interests and emotions. He and Anne discuss certain Romantic poets, and the text mentions that Anne suggests some prose writers for him to try who address the topic of grief.

Translating this to an Edwardian setting gives them a chance to discuss all sorts of wartime poets and authors--but that means I would have to know wartime poets that Benwick would know, and authors that Anne would recommend besides, like, Chesterton. (Actually Chesterton would be a great recommendation for Benwick, but the scene would need to be more than just shilling for Chesterton). And that would require a bunch of extra reading on top of all the historical research this would already require. It would be brilliant if I could pull it off, but I know that I probably never could.