blacksherlockianrider:

cinnamonreynolds:

iamtonysexual:

pernillo:

wheresmywatson:

sorcerynotourdivision:

a-study-in-221b:

gondor-calls-for-aid:

GUYS. THE THING IN THE BACK

hOLY SHIT

i’ve reblogged this like three times and I HAVE NEVER SEEN THA`T

OMG I ONLY EVER SAW THE LINES ON HIS ARM NEVER THAAAAATTTTTTFESJKFHSE

jkaSDHBJHF NO I AM SCREAMING AND CRYING BECAUSE OMFG JOHN DON’T TURN AROPUND

whoa wha

wh

what the

What thing in the back? I’m just as confused as John and Sherlock. It’s a pointless set of gifs with lines on Sherlock

^Yeah, what’s all the fuss about?

last gif, left corner

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Best Author-on-Author Insults In History

Virginia Woolf on James Joyce: [Ulysses is] the work of a queasy undergraduate scratching his pimples.
Harold Bloom on J.K. Rowling: How to read ‘Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone’? Why, very quickly, to begin with, and perhaps also to make an end. Why read it? Presumably, if you cannot be persuaded to read anything better, Rowling will have to do.
H. G. Wells on George Bernard Shaw: An idiot child screaming in a hospital.
Ralph Waldo Emerson on Jane Austen: Miss Austen’s novels . . . seem to me vulgar in tone, sterile in artistic invention, imprisoned in the wretched conventions of English society, without genius, wit, or knowledge of the world.
William Faulkner on Ernest Hemingway: He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.
Ernest Hemingway on William Faulkner: Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words?
W. H. Auden on Robert Browning: I don’t think Robert Browning was very good in bed. His wife probably didn’t care for him very much. He snored and had fantasies about twelve-year-old girls.
Mark Twain on Jane Austen: Every time I read ‘Pride and Prejudice,’ I want to dig her up and hit her over the skull with her own shin-bone.
Truman Capote on Jack Kerouac: That's not writing, it's typing.

winterstarked:

teamjjforever:

amandab821:

heroes-do-exist:

this-is-my-w0nderl4nd:

prettyspark:

a-beautifully-bad-romance:

seagreeneyes:

harrypotterwillneverdie:

asskaban:

burn-brighter-thanthe-sun:

happiness-peace-love:

Always reblog.

I will reblog this until the end. Always

O… M… G…

Okay internet. Go home. It’s over.

OMG

SHIT THAT NEVER GETS OLD: THIS

still the best after all this time.

OMG it’s back on my dash

Oh my God what is this glory?

IT’S BACK! I THINK ABOUT THIS POST SO OFTEN!!

Never not reblog. SWEET JESUS!

this is the best thing i’ll ever see in my life.

I even sang it. This is the best post ever.

I went through this post half singing, half laughing. xD

Oh my god this is actually perfect

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My dad's Reichenbach theory: Sherlock jumped, and when John got hit by the bike, Iron Man swooped in and saved Sherlock. This is because Robert Downey Jr. is also Sherlock Holmes, and Sherlocks must stick together.

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ivyfae:

jurisfiction:

queermobile:

funkysafari:

You can’t get much happier than a pig in muck, or so we are told.

But when this little piggy arrived in the farmyard she showed a marked reluctance to get her trotters dirty. While her six brothers and sisters messed around in the mire, she stayed on the edge shaking. It is thought she might have mysophobia - a fear of dirt.

Owners Debbie and Andrew Keeble were at a loss, until they remembered the four miniature wellies used as pen and pencil holders in their office. They slipped them on the piglet’s feet - and into the mud she happily ploughed. [x]

WOW GREAT NEWS

#THIS IS THE HAPPIEST I’VE EVER BEEN  #LIL BOOTS  #LIL PIG IN LIL BOOTS  #EVERYTHING’S SO LIL  #ANIMAL FRIENDS  

PHUONG THIS IS FOR YOU

blacksherlockianrider:

typette:

lil-miss-banana:

I like how in the first one she’s sort of like “AH HOW DO I WORK THIS” and then in the second she’s like “(/pro)”

HAHAHA PRO AS HELL the look on his face, holy jesus that’s hilarious

And he’s just ‘Holy shit thanks for that plastic’

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You must know… surely, you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. I believe you spoke with my aunt last night, and it has taught me to hope, as I’d scarcely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I would have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul. And I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

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