But my dash is really really dead. Reblog if you post:
I would put Supernatural (just the show not the actors themselves) as well but I have a lot of that on my dash already
“Sherlock’s idea of compliments “[You are] amazing! [You are] fantastic!” are exactly the same compliments John gives him when they first meet - as most people call him a freak, they’re probably the only compliments he’s ever received.
His idea of how to be nice to people is what he’s learned from John.” [x]
I will reblog this every time it’s on my dash just fyi
this is perfect
AsylumWaiting 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.”
This is one of the best lines in the history of anything.
One of the best mom moments in TV history. I wish more parents knew how important it is to validate their children’s feelings.
Not just parents, anybody. Let the people you love know it’s okay to be sad. It’s not a burden to vent to your friends/family/significant other.
If yahoo does end up buying tumblr and shuts it down
I just wanted everyone to know that
you’ve all been truly wonderful people
it was an honor blogging with you all
I truly love all of you and will miss you all
It was a great time. You will always be in my heart.
It’s been fabulous Tumblr. Peace out.
it’s been totally awesome
just make it a good one, eh?
My Sarah Jane. (R.I.P Elisabeth Sladen 1 February 1946 – 19 April 2011)
I miss her
I don’t know where I am. I just know I’m running. Sometimes it’s like I’ve lived a thousand lives in a thousand places. I’m born. I live. I die. And always there’s the doctor. Always, I’m running to save the doctor again, and again, and again. And he hardly ever hears me, but I’ve always been there. Right from the very beginning. Right from the day he started running. Run you clever boy, and remember me.
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