Omg…did someone really make this gif? OMG
Omg…did someone really make this gif? OMG
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I really do love socks.
I really do love socks.
I'm so glad you liked my Hitchhiker's themed boxes. Out of curiosity (and because I've finally gotten to place with my sculpts that I feel okay selling them), how much money would you consider a fair price for one of those boxes? Thanks!
Honestly? No clue. I know if they were 10 dollars I’d snatch them up easily. If they were 20 dollars I’d eventually buy them. If they were 30 dollars then I’d probably try to talk someone into buying them and if they were 40 then I’d probably just say they were lovely but not purchase. That’s the best gauge I can give you.
Edit: Sorry I meant to answer this privately. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
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lo-ash: kkatkkrap: Tony and Dean would be BFFs, repair cars,...
geniusalias: seethingskeepquiet: December 24th, 9pm, Eastern Standard Time. From here on in I...
December 24th, 9pm, Eastern Standard Time.
From here on in I shoot without a script.
Instead of my old shit.
noyouplum: The Christmas Invasion / Deleted Scene
Good Omens. My world changed. Everyone else on the bus was just...
Good Omens. My world changed. Everyone else on the bus was just nonplussed about the whole world changing.
tumblr does not have 10 users on it. So if you’re going to do a giveaway then don’t act...
tumblr does not have 10 users on it. So if you’re going to do a giveaway then don’t act surprised when it blows up and then go “oops sorry I’m a total liar. my bad.”
thescienceofobsession: valeria2067: John smiled to himself at...
John smiled to himself at the dinner table as yet another Holmes Family Christmas drew to a close. Soon it would be time for Sherlock and Mycroft to endure the “My Sons at Christmas” photo. Mummy Holmes insisted upon it each year. And one simply did not refuse Mummy Holmes.Mummy. John thought it was such a misleading, benign name for a woman who had Sherlock’s intellect and Mycroft’s ruthlessness. No other mere mortal could make those two stand still next to each other and look at the camera.
Now, as far as getting either of them to smile, well, that would take something much more powerful. Even Mummy’s influence had its limits.
“Do take off the ridiculous scarf, Sherlock,” Mycroft said through gritted teeth as he folded his arms.
“You’re the one with the umbrella, Mycroft. Expecting rain in the sitting room, are we?” Sherlock shot back.
John chuckled under his breath. It was answered by the formidable, well-nigh terrifying, sound of Mummy Holmes clearing her throat in annoyance.
For a few seconds, John experienced the same panicked, sinking feeling in his abdomen that had once accompanied the sound of nearby artillery fire or exploding ordinance.
“Doctor Watson, we are waiting,” she said coolly.
John looked from Mrs. Holmes to Sherlock, and then to Mycroft, and back.
“I’m sorry?” he said.
A pair of feminine, silver-blue-grey eyes rolled skyward for a moment - something John had seen probably a hundred thousand times back at Baker Street, albeit from a younger, male Holmes.
“This is a photo of my sons,” Mrs. Holmes explained as if she were speaking to a toddler (again, something not at all rare in John’s recent life). “I wish you to take your place, if you would.”
John swallowed hard, and he found he couldn’t speak.
“Surely you’ve guessed that Sherlock is planning to propose over the holiday? Really, it couldn’t be more obvious. And when you and Sherlock are married, John, that will make you my son-in-law. Therefore, you belong in the photo.”
Sherlock merely raised his chin defiantly, as if daring anyone to dispute the assertion.
Feeling a bit dizzy, John managed to make his legs support him, and even carry him the three or four steps over to Sherlock’s side.
“On the count of three, then, shall we? One. Two. Three.”
The photographer snapped the picture.
And that year, for the first time in over three decades, the Annual “My Sons at Christmas” photo contained something approaching a genuine smile.
V, I adore you.
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you can't save everyone, my friend: My christmas present to tumblr
Stop rebloggjng this. She already said she isn’t doing it. She’s doing about 500. Because “she doesn’t care how many” quickly turned into “lolz sry I forgot tumblr doesn’t have just 10 users”I will design a custom logo or tattoo for whoever re blogs this before December 28. It will be based on your blog.
I dont care how many people reblog and i appologize ahead of time if im drawing for the…
I hope hex keeps the wisdom of Michael Scott ( who we all know...
I hope hex keeps the wisdom of Michael Scott ( who we all know was actually quite intelligent really) in mind when he sees I went over budget this year.
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heysimba: I think a bird fell in the snow and then walked away....
Royal Mail is issuing a series of stamps to commemorate 50...
Royal Mail is issuing a series of stamps to commemorate 50 years of Doctor Who. The stamps feature all eleven actors who have played the Time Lord since the series began in 1963
Can we all agree 9 and 4 have the best stamps? David looks like a little elf and Matt Smith’s has Matt Smith in it (I kid, I kid).
too-precious-for-this-w0rld: thank you for this post
mrscphillips: Look at this guy he has three fucking arms if that doesn’t sell clothes I don’t know...
Look at this guy
he has three fucking arms
if that doesn’t sell clothes I don’t know what will