FINALLY.
Tumblr’s been broken all night. I have a gazillion messages to answer, but I can’t do it tonight because it’s 5am. I’m pretty sure that’s a good reason.
They will all be answered tomorrow.
I’m sorry.
11 years ago 04 Jan 2012 ☆ 0 notes ·
The Hounds preview clip uploaded to tumblr for those outside UK.
Bobby does not agree with your “last one standing” comment. He thinks you’re an idjit.
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…Um…
11 years ago 04 Jan 2012 ☆ 3 notes ·
the women - irene adler + belle du jour
“I’ve had my share of boyfriends. Never worked.”
“Ah, well that explains quite a lot, my dear. You and I… we’re not the sort of women who thrive while living with men. We like our freedom, our autonomy. And doesn’t that make love complicated?”
FLAILING AND UGLY SOBBING
THIS IS PERFECTION
Can we just take a moment to appreciate Mrs. Hudson
This woman will risk her life
To hide a phone
In
Her
Bra
I just witnessed a minion doing his duty in convincing someone on omegle to follow the overlord.
It was beautiful
from this post.
because of the ungodly notes, a continuation for my followers
((A,CDSMVLDDMS,SSDSS.
SOBBING TEARS OF JOY))
“The Hell? Cas?”
“Hello, Bobby.”
“I’m taking it this is Heaven and I’m dead, right?”
“Yes, but I am afraid you and I cannot rest. Dean and Sam need our help.”
“Couldn’t agree with you more. Those idjits won’t last a week without either of us.”
“And it won’t just be you and I.”
“What are you getting at?”
“We’ll be bringing back a few old friends with us as well.”
This needs to happen. Like, now.
“Sam’s in trouble? I’ll always be happy to help. After all, Sam is my friend.”
MISSING E!! READ THIS IT’S IMPORTANT!!
if you have missing e installed, DO NOT MAKE ANY CHANGES TO YOUR BLOG!!! Tumblr people seem to have decided to try and force us to stop using missing e. If you try and customize settings on your blog, it comes up with a ‘security warning’ which you have to reset your password to get rid of. It then reverts your blog back to complete basics; removes your theme and all your settings. Even if you reset your password, as soon as you try and re-install your theme it comes up again. Then if you try and email tumblr support, it says something along the lines of ‘we cannot assist users that have missing e installed’. It’s essentially a trap, don’t fall down it. Even if you don’t have missing e, please reblog this so that others can see it. Thanks :)
I’ve seen numerous people reporting this. I think I may be leaving soon, because I do not approve of a company using scare tactics and intentionally screwing up their userbase’s functionality because they don’t like a WEB BROWSER ADD-ON that doesn’t even TOUCH their API.
ALL THE LOVE FOR YO.
SHIT SON
Somebody get the fanfic ready.
I think I just threw up
Doctor: THIS is the TARDIS! What do you have to say, Sherlock?
Sherlock: I’m in my sheets.
Doctor: Great deduction Shirley. It’s also BIGGER ON THE INSIDE.
Sherlock: That is the most blatantly obvious thing I have ever heard. I knew that the moment you went to walk into the “Police box” with a skip in your step that you knew you weren’t going to crash into the parameters of an average Police telephone box. Even an idiot could tell it’s a different dimension.
Doctor: Why is nobody EVER surprised anymore? Well… it travels in time too.
Sherlock: DULL. I deducted that by your choice of clothing.
Doctor: Bowties are cool.
Sherlock: WRONG.
Doctor: THAT’S IT YOU’RE GOING TO SKARO.
FUCKING FLAWLESS
OH MY GOD
Excuse me, I have to go die from the hotness.
“This long. It’s magic!”
#but almaas #everyone will wonder why we are mentioning a sickness #or a social movement
#psithurism #but we would have Sam saying it because he knows words #And Dean’s like #Gesundheit #And Sam rolls his eyes and explains that it’s the sound Cas’ wings make
#i guess that could work #this fic is gonna need a glossary at the end #sigh#why the sigh? #does this not please you and make you happy? #the point is that it’s all explained #also where are you #you’ve vanished of the face of the earth #did Chilean aliens kidnap you and force you to watch Dexter? #also I love you #hi
#chilean aliens are different form other aliens? #wow #hi #no they didn’t #anyway #i was just thinking i had left essaylike writing behind #fucking bibliographies
#Chilean aliens do not belong in Chile because they are aliens #They’re like Englishmen in New York #Who-aaoh #Also yes #Fuck bibliographies if it makes you happy #I’m not one to judge
That awkward moment you are all creepy stalkers.
Considerate creepy stalkers.
The kindest of stalkers.
Certainly the most devoted stalkers. And the friendliest.
Solemnly promising to keep the secret.
Cross my heart and hope to die.
But I don’t hope to die.
We can stalk and then be immortal.
We can’t be immortal first?
I, for one, am already immortal.
I, for one, would welcome you but I already have an overlord.
Overthrow your overlord and your overtly overbalanced life!
My life is overthrowed enough as it is.
The word you’re looking for here is “overthrown”. But not like a rug.
You and your fancy english wordings. Go back to your space hotel.
You’re welcome to follow me back, you being a stalker and all.
I thought we were sisters in stalking.
Exactly. You follow me back to my space hotel, and I’ll follow you to the basement.
My basement smells like dungeon. I do not recommend it.
Either way, that’s preferable to smelling like a toilet. On that note, I don’t recall ever having smelled a dungeon, so I’m not really one to judge.
It smells like humidity, salt and spiders.
What do spiders smell like? And humidity only smells like the thing that is humid. So… humid spiders. This is not a nice mental scent.
An army doctor, a consulting detective, and a consulting criminal walk into a pool.
No one knows what happens for a year and a half.
#but almaas #everyone will wonder why we are mentioning a sickness #or a social movement
#psithurism #but we would have Sam saying it because he knows words #And Dean’s like #Gesundheit #And Sam rolls his eyes and explains that it’s the sound Cas’ wings make
#i guess that could work #this fic is gonna need a glossary at the end #sigh#why the sigh? #does this not please you and make you happy? #the point is that it’s all explained #also where are you #you’ve vanished of the face of the earth #did Chilean aliens kidnap you and force you to watch Dexter? #also I love you #hi
#chilean aliens are different form other aliens? #wow #hi #no they didn’t #anyway #i was just thinking i had left essaylike writing behind #fucking bibliographies
#Chilean aliens do not belong in Chile because they are aliens #They’re like Englishmen in New York #Who-aaoh #Also yes #Fuck bibliographies if it makes you happy #I’m not one to judge
#This is like the way that the Earth is only one way up #Just because the Russians went to space first #I really want to know why New Zealand is at the bottom of the world #You get space ships going every which way but you always land on a planet the right way up #You meet other spaceships in space and they’re all the same way up too #Explain this to me
#human brains haven’t evolved much from the ‘gravity bad’ stage #you know #falling from trees and hit #on the other hand #it’s been to long since we were fish #such is life
Either way, that’s preferable to smelling like a toilet. On that note, I don’t recall ever having smelled a dungeon, so I’m not really one to judge.
It smells like humidity, salt and spiders.
What do spiders smell like? And humidity only smells like the thing that is humid. So… humid spiders. This is not a nice mental scent.
Spiders smell like primal fear. Especially when they are unexpected and plentyful.
#definitely shit #it was flooded with it for a while after all
Do not want spiders. I avoid walking underneath lightbulbs in our house because spiders drop on my head.
I Want My Hat Back - The Master Edition
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Psych/Supernatural