June 2012
BBC Sherlock: Mycroft Holmes and John Watson: Fanfic rec: En Garde →
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En Garde by argyle4eva, Mycroft and John, gen
swordfight between Mycroft with his umbrella and John with his cane
Excerpt:
The heat of anger shifted in John, transmuting into something more like fierce amusement. and a puff of half-laughter escaped his lips. Spanish. Of course the bastard…
Sounds like it would be fun, John. - MH
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The awkward moment when Benedict Cumberbatch calls the Sherlockians 'intelligent', while Andrew Scott goes for 'lunatics'...
mycroftfeels said: are you going to sort them? *-*
omfg Gee this is the cutest thing
YES.
- I’m not racist, some of my best friends are bl-
- I don’t hate the LGBTQ community, but I feel like marriage is betw-
- I’m pro-life because it’s wrong to kill a ba-
- I’ll start showing women respect when they act-
- If your people want equality, they have to-
f is for friends who dont talk to you
u is for ur alone
n is for never having any plans at all, all i do is sit at home
Sleeping Sickness
City and Colour
CITY & COLOUR // SLEEPING SICKNESS
I awoke / Only to find my lungs empty / And through the night / So it seems I’m not breathing / And now my dreams are nothing like they were meant to be / And I’m breaking down / I think I’m breaking down
Alone
Grey Sky Symphony
Alone - Grey Sky Symphony
ok guys i know you’re upset about benedict and all but can we please take a moment to appreciate matt smith’s socks
reblog if your icon is a sex god from the high heavens
“The burning of a book is a sad, sad sight, for even though a book is nothing but ink and paper, it feels as if the ideas contained in the book are disappearing as the pages turn to ashes and the cover and binding—which is the term for the stitching and glue that holds the pages together—blacken and curl as the flames do their wicked work. When someone is burning a book, they are showing utter contempt for all of the thinking that produced its ideas, all of the labor that went into its words and sentences, and all of the trouble that befell the author … ”
—Lemony Snicket (via themindislimitless)
May 2012
Fookin' Killer, Baby!: strandedfashionista: benedictatorship: moriartyvasnormandy:... →
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what was up with Andrew’s bowtie tonight.
Wait isn’t that ACTUALLY A TIE rather than a bow-tie?
DAT HIPSTER
… Now I’m imagining him at home about half an hour before he’s due to leave…
Nyan Cat the Movie
Nyan Cat, performed by an orchestra.
You do not even understand the joy I am feeling. I am grinning stupidly in the middle of my living room and I have no idea why. This song…THIS SONG.
well
“Cumberbatch says Britain should be “incredibly proud” of its TV output which “is the best in the world at times”. He’s also “thrilled” that Sherlock co-creator Steven Moffat is being recognised with a special award tonight.”
—Benedict talking to Radio Times (via londonphile)
“I love this pairing. Desperately. But I can’t seem to find fic that really…exemplifies what it is I love about it. I want Molly to be sweet and kind and just a bit awkward but most of all good, and I want Moriarty to be evil and maniacal and utterly, inexplicably, devoted to her. I want their relationship to not really have anything to do with their day jobs; Molly loves him and always, always, will be there for him, and he adores her just the way she is and so would never ask her to become involved in his work. And it’s difficult, because morality tells her that he’s wrong, but devotion keeps her bound to him; because he’s wicked and just a touch insane and of course he wants to brag, but he also wants to keep her sheltered from that world.”
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From doodlesinsand on LiveJournal, found here.
I think this a great prompt for a specific kind of fic— they’re right, there’s not much Molliarty that’s like this.
(via fuckyeahmolliarty)
Imagine if your future husband/wife is following you on tumblr
"It's Real for Us": Borra Fanfiction > Born to Die [Drabble Series] →
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Prompt: Lots of Borra reqests.
Rating: T for themes.
Word Count: 1,435
A/N: This did not turn out how I wanted to at all, but I thought I’d post it anyway. It’s really not good. At all. Anyway. I apologize in advance.
And you should LISTEN TO THIS SONG while reading.
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