Oh, My Fandoms
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My dog understands the word “No,” so how are you going to tell me teenage boys don’t know the difference between rape and consent?
Nailed it.
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I cannot describe in words how awesome this is.
This is great. I bet you start as Bobby and acquire ’Idjits as you level.
And you have to play through Cas to raise Dean from perdition.
-2 lives, yup this is perfect
(Source: onemorefandom)
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“Don’t play games with me. You just killed someone I liked!”
“Don’t play games with me. Don’t ever ever think your capable of that.”#This is such a beautiful summation of the fundamental difference between these two #It’s the same line #the same feeling #but Ten wore his every emotion on his sleeve and had no problem whatsoever showing exactly how he was feeling #while Eleven #oh Eleven #He is so hurt so damaged and so careful with himself that even when he’s SEETHING and betrayed he hides it all away #and yet somehow even though he says this with perfect calmness and composure it’s still utterly terrifying #because you know what’s lurking underneath #that same ferocity he had before but this time being bottled up for fear of what it might do #and when it lets loose - basically runReblogging for beautiful tagging.
(Source: centreofthetardis)
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Thank-you.
this is mildly terrifying
holy shit
I’m really glad this exists holy fuck what
once I figured it out I had a mini freak out because oh my god the things I don’t notice
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I am so beyond upset that this fic will never be continued
*curlsupintoaballandcriesherselftosleep*
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Reblog if you want someone to compare you to a Disney or Dreamworks character in your ask!
just going to keep reblogging until this happens
why not
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Another livestream request <3
New Chapter for Bat!JohnYes, I have written another chapter (featuring a lovely fight with a Thuggish Trio) for my creatively titled Bat!John story.
Lestrade stepped closer as Sherlock’s head turned, the four bleeding tracks clawed from cheek to collarbone shining black in the light. “Here, Sherlock, those scratches look septic, and your hair’s full of leaves,” and he reached for Sherlock’s head. Sherlock ducked away, not wanting to be touched, and John threw out his uninjured wing, to keep his balance. Lestrade choked on an inhale. “Oh, shit, Sherlock: I think there’s a bat on your head.”
“Yes, Lestrade. I’m glad to see your powers of deduction are so sharp. You continue to be a credit to the Yard. Of course there’s a bat on my head.” Sherlock put his hand up, cupping it protectively around John.
Thanks, Ivorylungs, for inspiring the whole deal with this adorable picture!
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Thanks to Trashyfiction, for the comment that resulted in the excerpt above. -
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Accidental philosphy
Most perfect thing of all the things.
Most perfect thing of all the things.
I love this.
YES YES YES GOOD
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That commission that I was talking about earlier. The commissioner ask that I read a particular wing-fic, but then I was totally inspired by the notorious Reichenbach Falls episode.
“Oh, I may be on the side of the angels, but don’t think for one second that I am one of them.”
edit: ummmmmm holy shit guys. Thanks for all the love on this pic. ;u ;
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Just felt like drawing some cuddling :]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/6dfd35495295f46695ce0a091ac3b7f5/tumblr_miostgEKlN1rsmpp1o1_500.png)
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someone should draw me...
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Over forty years later:
WOAH!
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I bet all the other hunters of the world are just looking...
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