i thought the internet was a world where our deepest desires are real but then i tried looking for fic where JARVIS gets turned into a human AND I KNEW IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
(via lucy-vanpelt)
[…] try to imagine fandom’s reaction if the next big Holmes adaptation to come along had Holmes and Watson as British, yeah - young black British men, living case to case on a council estate in a dodgy area of London. How fandom would react if Sherlock Holmes didn’t employ street kids and homeless people like trained animals to do his bidding, but instead was part of that invisible underclass; if instead of having his eccentricities tolerated~ by Scotland Yard on account of being the Great White Genius, Sherlock Holmes, BME, school dropout, and sometime addict, was regarded by the police as practically a criminal already, one more thug, one more junkie, one more dealer in the making. If he had to choose between buying the week’s groceries or palming a twenty to a bored constable for the chance to spend five minutes on a crime scene, in the hope that whoever’s under enough pressure to deal with crime rates in the neighbourhood will pay him enough for a perp to feed himself and Watson for a month or two. If the greatest threat to his safety were police brutality, or the prospect of being done for a snitch; if his arch enemy weren’t Moriarty, but the systemic poverty and inequality that has him helping out his oppressors just to get by, and that makes the other side of the law look more tempting to someone with his skills every day.
(via idowhatiwantthor)
“No, I get sad with it, so no I never go see it.” - Gonzalo Higuain, when asked if he ever to see bullfights.
(via iguainh)
We at the Doctor Who Tumblr would like to say that we have full faith in Matt as a torch bearer.
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard as I hate myself.
Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
Go slow.
I’m new to this
but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping.
I have realized the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.
We are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it.
If my heart really broke every time I fell from love
I’d be able to offer you confetti by now
but hearts don’t break, y’all,
they bruise and get better.
We were never tragedies.
We were emergencies.
You call 9 – 1 – 1.
Tell them I’m havin’ a fantastic time.
(via reasoningwithdana)
suspiciously beautiful random harry potter things [part 1]
(via makunahatata)
(via david-luizs)
There’s a certain sadness that comes alongside watching videos of dogs with their heads out of car windows, because you realise that you yourself will never be as happy in your whole life as that dog is in that one moment.
THANKS FOR RUINING THAT FOR ME.
(via myforestlove)
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