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ink_splotchIt is a truth universally acknowledged that it doesn't matter whether I ship slash, het, threesomes or incest, my pairing will never become canon. Even when it is bleedingly obvious. ARGH! The pairing even got a nod on the show, only to get shot down again (well, two nods if you count MY FAVOURITE MOMENT OF THE SHOW EVER. Uhm. Okay, possibly one of my favourite moments, as the show is awesome, but still. Gnah. I thought I was going to cry, which only proves, as Gemma says, that I am very, very silly.)
Gem and I, despite oestensibly needing to revise for exams, having been watching Vicar of Dibley (between revision, for those who worry about me). It's an utterly awesome show, featuring Dawn French and written by Richard Curtis, and it makes me laugh my head off and manages to still *hit* at times. And that'd be the show where I suddenly found what may just be my favourite het pairing yet - Geraldine/David. Geraldine is the female vicar, whose arrival starts everything off, throwing the village of Dibley into disarray, and she's awesome - completely, fabulously awesome. And then there's David. Now, I don't actually understand why I like David, except perhaps for some very vague - I can't stress very enough -similiarities between him and myself. He's all kinds of opposed to Geraldine at first, being of a Conservative mindset, and the first couple of episodes, he's your standard smarter-than-thou toff, not inclined to shows of emotion, or indeed, inclined to change. And yet, somewhere in season one, he changes and becomes somewhat likable, until by season two he's almost more sympathetic than any of the other characters (save, perhaps, for Hugo), excepting the Vicar. AND HE'S JUST SO OBVIOUSLY FOND OF HER!
And they have banter, because they almost always disagree and yet, yet there's chemistry, and I saw it coming long before THE MOMENT (seriously. AWESOME. There's this bit at the end of every episode, where Geraldine tells a joke to her Verger, Alice, who never understands them, a source of much hilarity. Then, at the end of Love and Marriage, in which Alice gets married and ships off on her honeymoon, and the Vicar announces that she's leaving Dibley to work in the inner-city of Liverpool. Then the end joke comes up, except instead of telling a joke to Alice, she tells it to David, who gets it; they laugh, and then he says, with the fondest look ever on his face, "Stay." *dies* It. Just. Understated and lovely and oh, David!) and then the proposal in Spring which just. Ah! You know it's going to end badly, but I so, so wanted Gerry to go through with it.
And then she gets married in the last ever episode. To someone else. I WANT SOMEONE TO WRITE ME AU FIC WHERE SHE ENDS UP WITH DAVID, DAMMIT. *notes down as possible Yuletide idea*
In other news...my bad mood seems to have abated somewhat, which is excellent. I'm crediting Monday/Tuesday. Mmhm.
In other, other news: this language project can go fuck itself.
Gem and I, despite oestensibly needing to revise for exams, having been watching Vicar of Dibley (between revision, for those who worry about me). It's an utterly awesome show, featuring Dawn French and written by Richard Curtis, and it makes me laugh my head off and manages to still *hit* at times. And that'd be the show where I suddenly found what may just be my favourite het pairing yet - Geraldine/David. Geraldine is the female vicar, whose arrival starts everything off, throwing the village of Dibley into disarray, and she's awesome - completely, fabulously awesome. And then there's David. Now, I don't actually understand why I like David, except perhaps for some very vague - I can't stress very enough -similiarities between him and myself. He's all kinds of opposed to Geraldine at first, being of a Conservative mindset, and the first couple of episodes, he's your standard smarter-than-thou toff, not inclined to shows of emotion, or indeed, inclined to change. And yet, somewhere in season one, he changes and becomes somewhat likable, until by season two he's almost more sympathetic than any of the other characters (save, perhaps, for Hugo), excepting the Vicar. AND HE'S JUST SO OBVIOUSLY FOND OF HER!
And they have banter, because they almost always disagree and yet, yet there's chemistry, and I saw it coming long before THE MOMENT (seriously. AWESOME. There's this bit at the end of every episode, where Geraldine tells a joke to her Verger, Alice, who never understands them, a source of much hilarity. Then, at the end of Love and Marriage, in which Alice gets married and ships off on her honeymoon, and the Vicar announces that she's leaving Dibley to work in the inner-city of Liverpool. Then the end joke comes up, except instead of telling a joke to Alice, she tells it to David, who gets it; they laugh, and then he says, with the fondest look ever on his face, "Stay." *dies* It. Just. Understated and lovely and oh, David!) and then the proposal in Spring which just. Ah! You know it's going to end badly, but I so, so wanted Gerry to go through with it.
And then she gets married in the last ever episode. To someone else. I WANT SOMEONE TO WRITE ME AU FIC WHERE SHE ENDS UP WITH DAVID, DAMMIT. *notes down as possible Yuletide idea*
In other news...my bad mood seems to have abated somewhat, which is excellent. I'm crediting Monday/Tuesday. Mmhm.
In other, other news: this language project can go fuck itself.
