Rude.
Rude.
don’t read the first word and flatter yourself because it’s me.
And John still thinks he’s straight…
there are some people on here
who like
you know
um
every time they make a text post i want to reply with ‘i love you i love you so much will you date me or be my roommate i just want to hang out with you constantly because you are an excellent person let’s get a cat together’
but no i play it cool and scroll past and cry
this cast seriously.
Tony: Steve, Steve, Steve!
Tony: Want you hear something awesome about science?!
Steve: Have I any option?
Tony: Nope!
DEAN YOU FAT WHORE.
SHIT, DEAN! YOU’RE TEARING THIS FANDOM APART!
Crowley said it perfectly.
(Source: wendigo)
A poster i did for one on my classes. Ursula’s too kewl for skewl.
screwtheprinceimtakingthehorse:
John saw the glow radiating in the distance and Sherlock’s body lying slightly limp behind the truck. His mind was shaken, and air escaped his body in a panic.
“Sherlock…”
Suddenly the light became a blast, flickering and moving across Sherlock’s body. People rushed towards him, seemingly bewildered by what they were witnessing. He clenched the vomit in his throat that threatened to escapee; dreading the scene that he imagined to see. He saw Sherlock’s hand rise upward; reaching towards him like a blinding force.
“John, I’m regenerating… it’s this thing I do… like cheating death.”
I DON’T KNOW WHAT FEELS TO FEEL ABOUT THIS
I honestly don’t know what my feelings are doing.