Susan Cain (via medleypond)
Susan Cain (via medleypond)
… and so sherlock and john never met. the end.
THE SHOW WOULD CONSIST OF JOHN LIMPING AROUND LONDON AT VARIOUS SPEEDS
“Who’d want me for a flatmate?” John asked, completely serious at the notion that anyone would actually want to room with him. He glanced at his old colleague when he heard him chuckling. “What?”
“Nothing, I just remembered a funny joke.” He said with a smile. It probably had something to do with two flatmates or something. John didn’t inquire.
“Oh.” He responded simply, returning his gaze to his cup of coffee. After a few minutes of silence, John looked up to ask Stamford a question but stopped when he saw a curious look on the man’s face. He almost seemed horrified. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” Stamford stuttered. “It’s just…” He seemed to be trying to get a look at John’s back. “I just thought I saw something on your back.”
A couple days later, John saw something in the papers. It shouldn’t have bothered him, really, he didn’t even know this “Sherlock Holmes” character. He just couldn’t put his finger on why it made him so sad to find out that the so-called “consulting detective” had been victim to another one of those recent suicides.
NO NO NO
John pauses by a police box on his way to the store to get some milk. He smiled a little at the old timey appearance of it. “They just don’t make them like that anymore,” he said, a little wistfully. He jumped when the door flew open.
"You!" the man with the bow-tie snapped. John looked around in surprise but he was the only one around.
"M-me?" he asked, half pointing at himself.
"Yes, you. Don’t you know you jumped the tracks? You were supposed to be there to save that brilliant ridiculous idiot! But no, someone dipped their fingers in the time stream and messed everything all up. I will need to have a word with this person, but for now we need to get you back on track come on," the madman said, grabbing John by the arm and pulling him towards the box.
"Wow wow excuse me I don’t even know you!"
"Nor are you supposed to! But I can’t just let things go all willy-nilly topsie turvey here! Some one has got to save Sherlock Holmes and It might as well be us, eh?"
"I don’t know any Sherlock Holmes," John protested.
"Yes, and that might be the biggest crime here," the man said and finally succeeded in dragging John into the box.
"He killed himself, the papers said, and…oh my," John trailed off, looking around him in surprise. "It….it…."
"Yes, it is bigger on the inside I know. Come on, we’ve got a flatmate for you to meet!"
(in which Moriarty somehow got a hold of time travel tech and fucked everything up and the doctor is just the man to fix it)
I miss soulless Sam sometimes.
i’ve never seen anyone shift to bitch face as quickly as sam does in that last gif
“Somewhere my 7th grade teacher is crying tears of joy” (x)
THIS IS THE CUTEST FUCKING THING I HAVE EVER SEEN I FUCKING HATE YOU ASSHOLES
they are 10 year old boys trapped in the bodies of pagan gods
I have no idea and I’m sorry
Walk up into Supernatural writer’s offices like:
I think it’s time to bring this back…
@thecraptacular - “Lea get over here, we’re taking our three-shot!” -Jonathan Groff beckoning Lea over for a group pic with him and Johnny Gals
Remember when this guy…
And got sucked back to Gallifrey during the time war?
Which considering it didn’t get destroyed now, means he could very easily come back?
HOLD ON WHAT
It’s Christmas Eve
There’s a fire in the fire place
Snow is gently falling outside…at night
And your otp slow dancing to the 1949 version of “Baby It’s Cold Outside” while they’re softly laughing and kissing
what … what have you done … . .WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
women are better than men = misandry
men are better than women = misogyny
men and women are equal = feminism
everyone is equal but also shit = misanthropy,
everyone’s equal when they’re dead = lesmiserables
everyone’s dead = supernatural
everyone’s important = doctor who
everyone’s an idiot = sherlock
everyone’s food = hannibal
Oh Tumblr, I just love you sometimes.
I’m scared…really scared…