a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.
Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.
Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.
A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”
“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.
“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”
Supernatural gurgled something quietly.
“No, I won’t forget the pie.”

I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE


:’)

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.

Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.

Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.

A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”

“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.

“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”

Supernatural gurgled something quietly.

“No, I won’t forget the pie.”

I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE

:’)

heidi8:

devildoll:


May 19th, 2009: Our apologies to the families of Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston, we’re sure they’re very proud of you.

Oh yeah! Whatever happened to these guys? Anyone know?

So, four years ago this month, someone was wrong on the internet!


Lol

heidi8:

devildoll:

May 19th, 2009: Our apologies to the families of Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston, we’re sure they’re very proud of you.

Oh yeah! Whatever happened to these guys? Anyone know?

So, four years ago this month, someone was wrong on the internet!

Lol

(Source: sofiacupholder)

Susan is gorgeous, strong and clever. I didn’t expect to experience such a strong, radical feeling anymore.
Women are the real superheroes. Gwyneth and Hale Berry are friends of ours, but also many professionals who are struggling to make it in our industry. I’m an intermediary. My wife lives for cinema, but it’s amazing how she chose to put everything aside to have our first baby. I was a child in a particular era: there was drug, there was sexual freedom. My father lived all of this, and I lived it with him: I have always loved him. Last year, when Exton was born, I said to myself : never ask too many questions, never give too many answers. With my oldest son I managed to recover a bond: with the little I will be more present and mindful.
Our world doesn’t need Iron Man. It needs grants and daily aids. I have no objection if my character can make people dream, or make feel them stronger. But we must not forget the responsibility that we all have. As a father, I say this to parents; as Susan’s husband, I think about other couples. As a male I say: we have to help women to show their full strength. Because only they can give the right power to that superhero who they dared to daydream in their companion …

joshifereverlark:

forever-merthur:

omgtsn:

therealmrslovett:

earthfolk:

Because you don’t want to sound neolithic when you’re throwing a temper tantrum. 

Because everyone should have this on their blog

useful for class

Clotpole.


MY TEACHER ACTUALLY GAVE US THIS LIST AND WE USED IT FOR A WHOLE CLASS


This is actually kinda awesome.

joshifereverlark:

forever-merthur:

omgtsn:

therealmrslovett:

earthfolk:

Because you don’t want to sound neolithic when you’re throwing a temper tantrum. 

Because everyone should have this on their blog

useful for class

Clotpole.

MY TEACHER ACTUALLY GAVE US THIS LIST AND WE USED IT FOR A WHOLE CLASS

This is actually kinda awesome.

(Source: aliceilluminated)