vegay:

derpygrooves:

England, as portrayed by Japanese textbooks.

it sounds about right

seekingthelovely:

wibbly-wobbly-timey-crimey:

detectiveintraining:

There is no way a genius like Sherlock would treat a gun like that. I mean, he’s literally scratching his head with it. He may walk on the wild side, but he’s not an idiot.

I watched this again the other night to prepare myself for Reichenbach Falls, when suddenly it hit me.

Where on earth did Sherlock get a gun from, anyway? Not John, definitely.

And then it hit me:

OH.

MY.

GOD.

HE’S BLUFFING!!!!

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.

imawanchor:

there is a hell believe me i’ve seen it

deanwinchesterwantsthecass:

now-then-mardy-butt:

stillwatersofconsciousness:

you are literally always clapping, just sometimes with really long pauses

MY LIFE IS CONFUSING ENOUGH I DID NOT NEED THIS

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

wearejohnlocked:

maakara:

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why the fuck would you email a tumblr post to someone

hey grandma you gotta read this johnlock smut fic

nepeter:

my reaction to every single update the tumblr staff does

minestuck:

barackobama:

minestuck:

what doesnt kill you makes you wounded

to be perfectly honest i drank a cup of milk today and that neither killed nor wounded me. please check your facts

sorry obama

andivictoria:

andivictoria:

this douchebaggy ass woman sitting behind us has been wearing sunglasses all dinner ugh stop

nevermind she’s blind

pickydreams:

lesreichenbachfinn:

feardubh:

When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.

These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.

“And I promise you that you’re important. Don’t look at me like that- in all my 900 years I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important.”

“Cheer up mate, it gets better. Look at me, I was once a little kid living under the stairs. You’ll do fine.”

“Hey. I know it seems like life sucks, that you’ve got the devil on your tail. Hell, sometimes you do. But you’re strong enough to beat him. You’ve got friends at your back and family too, and that’s what really counts in the end.”

“Don’t be silly, they’re wrong about you; of course you matter. You’ve always mattered.”

WOW CONGRATS YOU JUST MADE ME CRY OVER MY OWN POST

The one where the guy is bending slightly and looking in her eyes made me cry. Can I just say that even though this isn’t my blog type I freaking love this post? 

theniamsextapes:

mollyiswideawake:

Is “Bitch I might be” tumblr’s thing of the week then

bitch it might be

oargasms:

letstalkaboutdisney:

b0oobs:

neverrlaand:

my motto

what’s a motto

nothing what’s a motto with you

reblogging just for that^

amour-la-maniere:

witch-breed:

chysterthefriendlyghost:

our1dlove:

oh hi peter

awww you are a cutie

… peter?

PETER STAHP

PETER WHAT ARE U DOING

BUT PETER YOU WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO GROW UP

BUT PETER

no fuck it i’m done

-Passes out and dies

he can shoot his fairy dust on me whenever he wants

^^ so done