More here ~
More here ~
get on my dick not my nerves
a new Doctor’s companion
GAHHHHHHHH SCREAMING ACTUALLY SCREAMING AND IMAGINING ALL THE POSSIBILITIES PLEASE SOMEONE WRITE THIS
THE EYEBROW RAISE AND NOD IN THE LAST GIF
I CAN’T HANDLE THIS
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES Y E S OHMYGODYESTHISISPERFECTSOMEONEWRITE IT NOW.
Blue Lagoon, Iceland.
really not fucking fair cus Iceland hogged all the good shit ok
i wanna go again qiejebfidsnerj
there is not an instance where I have seen this and not reblogged it, it looks so serene, like it’s never been tainted, and that shade of blue is just perfect.
This is unreal
iceland i love you
Omg :( I’ve been wanting to go for so so long, I even learnt the language! But it’s so bloody expensive
hey im from iceland
This is fun
nothing hurts more than being ignored by cats on the street
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.”
I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE
DEAN THIS IS A VERY SERIOUS INVESTIGATION
WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR ANY OF YOUR BLAHBLAHBLAH BLAH BLAHBLAH BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH
Yes, this is actually from a real episode.
still not sure what exactly math is
It’s buying 72 watermelons while not admitting you have a problem
I AM HUGGING YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU
ALSO SOMEONE ATE ONE OF YOUR SHOES BUT THIS IS NOT ABOUT THAT
Black hole consumes a star
If you aren’t fascinated by astronomy you’re wrong.
tumblr is giving me the option of following myself
rip open a hole in spacetime
I don’t know about wing parts
all I know is that touching them will get an angel off
necessary information in my life
What do you mean Deastiel wing fetish? I don’t have a Destiel wing fetish…..