waywardangelsandhunters:

supermerwholocked:

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting 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

It got better!

SUPERWHOMERLINLOCK!!!!!!!!!!

meereeneseknot:

Funniest thing Jorah has ever said, TBH

(Source: ruinedchildhood)

teyuss:

this is the closest the internet will ever get to properly representing england

(Source: itsfunnytome)

nicoleanell:

daenystargaryen:

captainasha:

they mentioned balon greyjoy i thought this day would never come

Somewhere, on Pyke, Balon Greyjoy lifts his head to the sky, rain pouring down, as he recognises that someone, somewhere, has acknowledged his rebellious claim

HE PROBABLY SENT STANNIS A GIFT BASKET FOR EVEN BOTHERING TO CURSE A GREYJOY.

sabretoothlioness:

i really like that people are drawing these now, and this one was really creeping me out.

iwishiwasfictional:

montypythonsflyingsurplus:

anawkwardfruit:

capsicle1916:

baconllamatimelord:

miss-doctorwho:

partners-in-time:

miss-doctorwho:

If you think about it, Facebook has not even reached the stage of Gif’s yet.

Or italics

How can I express my feelings with no italics

It has not even got bold

And we need to talk about:

• Bullet points

I may as well strikeout Facebook

You can’t even put links into text

you did not just link that

i just choked on my cheese

llamallamanewt:

canyousonicme:

melodyoswinpond:

She will be amazing.

River Song’s timeline (so far), in pictures.

I’m really glad someone figured this out and put it in order. =)

(Source: icanalwaysseeyou)

ambassador-of-anguish:

shouldertappingghosts:

If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.

This is perfect.

rose-papillon:

renegade-kappa:

that one scene though.

Where jaime tries to use his charm/good looks/magical seduction skills on brienne

and bri’s just like

“No.”

i felt so proud.

you go girl.

stay above the influence.