There was something rather splendid about the way those two claimed one another, as though nothing and nobody else mattered or even existed; he was the only bridegroom I have ever seen who looked as though he knew exactly what he was doing and meant it.

Dorothy L. Sayers, Busman’s Honeymoon (via magidthomasina)

I have this headcanon that Odo is in ecstasy over the events of “Gaudy Night”

(via bmouse)

Oh my god Garak and Odo squealing over Sayers at breakfast, I simply can’t at all with this~~~~~