Okay tumblr. I love you, but I have to cut this night short.
I have babies that I’m having feels for.
I need to write for them. ;u ;
Good morning, I love you. Have a good day.
Good afternoon, hope you’re having a good day. I love you.
Goodnight, I love you. Sleep Well.
All SUPERNATURAL fans just need to watch this.
You know what
Here’s my new headcanon
Don’t believe the fandom propaganda you see online, this is what the show is REALLY about.
i AM LAUGHING SO HARD OH MY GOD HELP ME
Do I need this?
how to ruin a friendship:
- Show this to non-SPN Family friend as if this is the real show
- Make them watch the actual show
- Watch their world come crumbling down around them
THIS IS AWESOME OMG
If i wasnt already in the fandom, this would look so real XD
now i want this…omg
People Who Are Not (Currently) Played By Tatiana Maslany In Orphan Black
orphan black 1.03
Okay, let’s talk nature…
orphan black 1.03
An ordinary day of 221B Baker Street
I really love that they have breakfast together. I just do, I love that. I like the scene it suggests, and the many other scenes it’s clearly built upon. There’s a familiarity about it all; they’ve done this before. They do this all the time. They have a routine of sorts. This is their life. It’s good.
John gets up, takes a shower, gets dressed: Sherlock doesn’t bother. He just pulls on his dressing gown and sits down to eat.
Does John wake up first?
Everything suggests that he does; he’s the one who’s dressed. Not that that’s the most definitive evidence in the world. Sometimes, we know, Sherlock doesn’t appear to bother getting dressed all day. In canon, Watson notes Holmes’ typical late mornings. And John, on the other hand, has probably spent most of his adult life in the military; a life full of early mornings. That’s a tough habit to break. Can I make a presumption, then? (This is fiction, not science, after all. I don’t need water-tight evidence to form an opinion and run off on a tangent. Obviously.) That’s it, settled: John wakes up first. Most of the time, surely.
Does John wake Sherlock for breakfast? Or does he move as quietly as he can through the morning, putting the kettle on, picking up the paper, peering into the fridge, waiting to hear a familiar huff and grumble from Sherlock’s bedroom? Any moment now. Any moment. Look at John: he’s happy. He likes his breakfasts with Sherlock. So he waits for it: any moment now, Sherlock will wake up and join him. He doesn’t ask for company; he just gets it.
Does Sherlock wake up when John puts the kettle on? Does he wake up to the sound of John pulling plates down from a cupboard, or running water into the sink? Or is it when John’s in the shower that he wakes up, to the sound of water running, the sound of it hitting John’s skin, then drifts off into a half-sleep again until he hears the kettle boil?
In any case, Sherlock gets up. Eventually. Before his breakfast is cold. Just in time, probably.
He rubs the sleep out of his eyes. He yawns. he doesn’t bother to do up his dressing gown. John probably says, “Good morning,” or something like it. A dig about the evening before, a complaint about an experiment, or too much noise in the night, or a question about a case. Do they pick up a conversation where they left off? Something half-finished from the evening before? Or new things, random things, the things you say in the morning. “I dreamed I was on boat.” I can’t imagine Sherlock would be that interested in hearing about dreams, or relating them. But you start conversations like that in the morning, just because. It’s the familiarity. “We were going in circles, and no one noticed.” Nothing that requires a comment. Just things you say.
And they have breakfast, drink coffee, read the paper. They probably chat about the headlines. It’s an ordinary day. Nothing remarkable. It’s moments before the next thing happens.
This is probably as happy as either of these men will ever be.
strax’s smile is creeping me out
Is there an end?
Supernatural Gif Challenge: 10 Scenes [8/10]
7x10; Death’s Door - Bobby’s best memory
I just can’t with this scene. The fact that Bobby’s best memory is not of his life before he became a hunter, when he was happy with his wife, or anything else. It’s of an evening with his two boys who have the rare opportunity to just be boys for once. They’re not stressing about the impending Apocalypse or frantically researching something for their current job, or fighting amongst themselves over demon blood or crossroads deals.
They’re just two boys enjoying a movie and squabbling about candy.
I will never not reblog
- me: *notices a cab that just so happens to be the modern make of a chevy impala*
- me: ew
- dad: what?
- me: is that what impalas look like anymore? that's an awful looking car.
- dad: you know, impalas used to be really nice cars. my friend had one when i was younger
- me: what year was the model?
- dad: uhh, '67 i think, with a really nice black paint job. yeah, they used to be beautiful cars, huge with four doors. then they modernized it and turned it into that *points to new impala* you have no idea how nice this car was
- me: i know how awesome impalas are, i want one really bad. well a classic anyway.
- dad: i remember one time, he was gonna sell it... i think he kept it though. i should've bought it.
- me: why didn't you?
- dad: he moved away or i didn't have enough money, i don't remember.
- me: that sucks.
- dad: come to think of it, i didn't see him much
- me: why not?
- dad: i don't know, he liked road trips a lot. he always came back after some time but he was gone a lot.
- me: what was his name?
- dad: john.