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lokis-army-at-221b: we are the future

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 02:14:03 -0400

lokis-army-at-221b:

we are the future

star-trekkingwiththedoctorandcas: nippled: jawnn-locked: thatcrazywhoviangirl: narcaine: nippled...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:48:44 -0400

star-trekkingwiththedoctorandcas: nippled: jawnn-locked: thatcrazywhoviangirl: narcaine: nippled...

superblys: superblys: what a nice post you have. it’d be a shame if it got more notes than you...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:20:01 -0400

superblys: superblys: what a nice post you have. it’d be a shame if it got more notes than you...

askradicalgoodspeed: peachymints: For character development of...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:16:59 -0400

askradicalgoodspeed:

peachymints:

For character development of course.

I miss my OCs right now.

that is what we do to are ocs we hurt them BAD for their own good

ahorsecalledhonour: Wonderful

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:16:21 -0400

ahorsecalledhonour:

Wonderful

tehfawx: teratocybernetics: idlnmclean: winneganfake: mrrmq99...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:11:46 -0400

tehfawx:

teratocybernetics:

idlnmclean:

winneganfake:

mrrmq999:

Inside Lightsaber!!

OK, now normally, while I’m a Star Wars geek, I don’t tend to reblog a ton of SW stuff. This, though… this just had me drooling over all the craftsmanship. Brilliantly done.

It cuts. Not like in the movies. It’s contained in glass instead of plasma or magnetic containment. Neat first generation prototype. Fragile and requires everyone to wear special glasses to avoid blindness.

You know if I’m reblogging Star Wars, it’s got to be something really fucking cool.

Wow yes sign me up for a lot of these

bluedogdown: unberribabre: magnumformer: robotlyra: persephonegoestohell: wonderfullyweirdgirl: ...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:09:17 -0400

bluedogdown: unberribabre: magnumformer: robotlyra: persephonegoestohell: wonderfullyweirdgirl: ...

tangarang: shitsuren-chama: ohlookitscazz: HOW fuckin...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 01:03:53 -0400

tangarang:

shitsuren-chama:

ohlookitscazz:

HOW

fuckin shigeki no kyoujin

this song gdi

Photo

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:59:39 -0400

interstellarspeedster: ironhidelives: Transformers themes from...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:58:15 -0400

interstellarspeedster:

ironhidelives:

Transformers themes from Prime all the way back to G1, in orchestral form!

I am so happy right now…

xinashouse: sexualassumptions: this-extra-life: thecakebar: H...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:46:24 -0400

Pls visit the cake bar on tumblr for more diy food tutorials and recipes!

Pls visit the cake bar on tumblr for more diy food tutorials and recipes!

Pls visit the cake bar on tumblr for more diy food tutorials and recipes!

Pls visit the cake bar on tumblr for more diy food tutorials and recipes!

Pls visit the cake bar on tumblr for more diy food tutorials and recipes!

Pls visit the cake bar on tumblr for more diy food tutorials and recipes!

xinashouse:

sexualassumptions:

this-extra-life:

thecakebar:

How to Turn A Watermelon into a Keg

Sweet mother of fuck this looks delicious.

summmmmmmmmmer time!

Might do this for my party.

machine-caliber-chamber: from the second GaoGaiGar OST

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:45:06 -0400

machine-caliber-chamber:

from the second GaoGaiGar OST

ksmith56: Abandoned Tumblr Dude this scares the fuck out of...

Tue, 18 Jun 2013 00:41:56 -0400

ksmith56:

Abandoned Tumblr

Dude this scares the fuck out of me

thewholockedarmyinitiative: uss-special: talonsandwings: misch...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 12:15:38 -0400

thewholockedarmyinitiative:

uss-special:

talonsandwings:

mischiefforhire:

black-nata:

v-p-potts:

You know, I think spending over a decade of your life with either Clint Barton OR Tony Stark will wear your face down into the same default expression.

thefuckisthisshit.gif

…I know that look.

i need a movie that’s just pepper and nat and loki having a night on the town being sassy bitches and swapping war stories about their ridiculous pet superheroes

ridiculous pet superheroes

Why do I feel like this describes Tony, Clint and Thor perfectly

joolabee: tiger-in-the-flightdeck: gini-baggins: What? John...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:50:03 -0400

joolabee:

tiger-in-the-flightdeck:

gini-baggins:

What?

John has a depression linked eating disorder. In the opening of Pink, after John wakes up, his breakfast consists of an apple that he doesn’t eat. This is very common in PTSD, especially those who have suicidal thoughts and tendencies, which we know John does. It’s not that they are actively starving themselves, it’s that they just don’t see the point eating, as an effort to stay alive.

When he meets Sherlock, John eats dinner as if he is starving. He digs into his food, talks with his mouth full, as if it is the first full meal he has had in months. Which is entirely likely, since John has been home for several months at that point. Again, this is very typical of people who have been suffering this type of eating disorder, and find that they are no longer as painfully depressed.

Sherlock even goes so far as to point out that after moving in together, John puts on an average of a pound a week in weight. John brushes it off as being normal. He doesn’t deny it, he just points out that he is eating more than one meal a day. This implies that he wasn’t eating this often before he limped into Sherlock’s life.

This makes Sherlock’s insistence that John eat even more powerful. He goes so far as to halt an investigation on more than one occasion, to make sure John gets a meal into him. A well-fed John is a happy John, not because he is full, but because it proves that he is happy enough to actually eat.

Sits down

closes laptop

puts head on table

bursts into tears

dontforgettotwistanddiffuse: bulecelup: dat-patriot: superlock...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:48:16 -0400

dontforgettotwistanddiffuse:

bulecelup:

dat-patriot:

superlockedhogwartianinthetardis:

bulecelup:

the-221st-doctor:

cumberbauched:

aiwa-sensei:

bulecelup:

Sherlock & De-aged!John (Kid!John)

OH GOD WHY?!

the saddest part is this is probably what would really happen

John smiled down at his drawing, setting down his paint brush. After 30 minutes of hard work he had managed to paint a hedgehog and an otter, or him and Sherlock with the paints Mrs. Hudson gave him. The otter and hedgehog were holding hands on a happy summer day, and John couldn’t wait to show Sherlock how well his painting turned out.

He hopped down from his chair, careful to not trip. He carefully picked up his painting and ran over to Sherlock who was working on another experiment, one that would bring John back to normal. “Look! Look! Sherlock, I made you something! It’s the otter and the hedgehog!” John yelled excitedly, holding up his painting for the detective to see. Sherlock rolled his eyes.

“Do you like it?!” John asked, his eyes bright, but the brightness left at Sherlocks unimpressed ‘oh.’

“It doesn’t even look like an animal.” Sherlock spat, glaring down at the blonde child. “More like a rubbish scribble.” John’s smiled dropped, and he stared up at Sherlock, looking hurt and lost. Sherlock was unfazed as he continued “Do something useful, John. Your childhood is boring.”

John felt tears well up in his eyes and soon they were spilling over his cheeks. He looked down at his painting and said “But it’s you and me…” He hiccuped, lifting his hand and wiping the tears from his face only for more to fall. He gripped the painting in both hands and he ripped it right down the middle. Then again and again until the painting laid in scattered pieces on the floor.

When John ran up the stairs to his room, he heard Sherlock shout “Stop being so dramatic!” and his chest tightened as he laid down in his bed and cried. Nothing he did was ever good enough for Sherlock.

FREAKING FLYING FUCK NOW WITH FANFIC I CAN’T DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE

FUCK YOU AND YOUR FAN FICTIONS I NEED TO SOB MY EYES OUT CAN WE FUCKING NOT

John woke up the next morning, his eyes feeling dry and itchy from crying. Sitting up in his bed, he felt an ache in the center of his chest that hadn’t left since he’d shown Sherlock his picture yesterday.

He really didn’t want to go downstairs.

His mind replayed the scene again against his will, playing over and over like a broken recording how Sherlock had sneered at his hard work. How it lay torn and ruined on the cold linoleum.

Before his eyes began to fill again with more tears, his stomach gave a deep, long growl. John clutched at his middle through the jumper he’d fallen asleep in yesterday having run off to his room before he’d had his supper the night before.

And as much as he didn’t want to leave his room, he really was hungry…

John sniffed slightly, wiping his nose on the back of his sleeve before inching off his bed and shuffling over to the door.

He only hoped Sherlock hadn’t woken up yet.

His hopes were in vain when he heard the tinkling of glassware coming from the kitchen, as well as the sound of the kettle boiling away. John swallowed slightly before mustering his resolve and trodding downstairs and into the kitchen, his head held low to avoid meeting Sherlock’s gaze.

“You should change your clothes before you fall asleep, John,” was all Sherlock had to offer.

John didn’t have it in him to respond. He glanced at Sherlock for a moment, but his attention was still on his microscope. John turned his head away, deciding he might not be that hungry after all when it caught his attention.

In two pieces, John’s torn picture hung haphazardly on the fridge, stuck there with magnets in a way that matched the frayed edges together.

He sucked in a shaky breath and looked from the picture to Sherlock and back again. There was another ache in his chest, but this one felt much tighter than the other, and a lot less empty.

A watery smile broke out onto John’s face before he ran over to Sherlock and gave him a quick, tight hug around the middle before running off.

Sherlock looked on after him, hearing the padding of feet on the stairs and the click of a shut door. He turned to look at the damaged picture on the refrigerator, a small smile ghosting across his face before he settled in to complete his experiment.

lizmoustache: D’aaawhs.

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:36:35 -0400

lizmoustache:

D’aaawhs.

Photo

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:35:12 -0400

sherlockedwithasonic: tardismyoldgirl: tennants-hair: tardis-m...

Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:18:21 -0400

sherlockedwithasonic:

tardismyoldgirl:

tennants-hair:

tardis-mind-palace:

doctor-john-with-trenchcoat:

bakerstreetbabes:

Always reblog the no-look pass.

Could he just make an entrance like in the first gif every time he enters a room? He looks so cool when he does that.

No, but what if every time John walked into a room that Sherlock was in, he would just throw something to Sherlock, whatever had to do with the case, or just a pen, and Sherlock would use it, because John could tell what he wanted each time. Pen, shoe, scarf, phone, tea mug, anything.

Then, the day after Reichenbach, out of habit, John walked into the flat, and instinctively picked up and pen and threw it. He only remembered Sherlock wasn’t there when he heard the pen clatter to the ground.

nice to meet you satan

Three years have gone by and finally John has lost the habit of throwing things to a man who is no longer there. He’s broken at least 8 mugs since Sherlock’s dea- no. He still cannot think the word. As long as he refuses to believe Sherlock is gone, he will still be there.

One night after a particularly long day consisting of far too many meetings John walks home to 221B. He imagines Sherlock’s eye-rolling, and scoffing reactions to Anderson’s many idiotic theories about their latest killer, and smiles to himself. He unlocks the door, enters, and throws his jacket over the nearest chair. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Sherlock’s old mobile, and for a moment forgets everything that happened. He wraps his hand around the device, and tosses it behind him, silently cursing himself for probably breaking one of the last pieces of Sherlock in his possession, as he waits for the inevitable clatter of plastic on wood. But there is no sound.

“Hello, John.”

YOU MADE IT BETTER

YOU SOOTHED THE WOUND

unimpressedcats: halp

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 23:53:18 -0400

unimpressedcats:

halp