Fire Cave

How many followers do u need to have before u just get random curious anons or am i just too boring

soulparticle:

Grand Theft Venice

soulparticle:

Grand Theft Venice


*that means you’re screwed*…


*I would gladly let that happen *wink**

*that means you’re screwed*…

*I would gladly let that happen *wink**

Villians

bbcsherlockheadcanon:

Submission by lordfreckles. 
naughtylokiconfessions:

*Breathes Heavily* 
Loki + Victorian Era = Perfection

naughtylokiconfessions:

*Breathes Heavily* 

Loki + Victorian Era = Perfection

Hot Villains

cel-este-c:

I keep finding myself more attracted to Marvel villains than superheroes.
First Loki,

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now the Winter Soldier…

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Reblog if you are in at least one of those fandoms…

bessonovafan6454:

agentsoffandoms:

sherlock-winchester-who-221b:

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It’s impossible to not Reblog because everyone is in at least one

John and Sherlock have just got to a crime scene and he can tell that Sherlock is in a rush. The sun is starting to set and Sherlock does his normal deduction. And as usual everyone watches in amazement as they try to desperately follow his thoughts by listening to his mumbles. John doesn’t even try any more. He knows that Sherlock is miles ahead by now and there’s no chance at catching up. As he watches Sherlock he notices the grace that he has with each stride. Each step is pre-anticipated and smooth as his foot just barely makes a sound. Before John notices Sherlock is done examining and is off to solve it all. ‘He’s always off so quickly I can hardly keep pace with him!’ He thinks as he picks up his walking pace to get closer. Sherlock is pacing at the curb as John walks up. “Why can’t the cabbi get here quicker” Sherlock complains as he takes another turn. John sighs and puts his arm out to stop him “it’s not here because you haven’t called one yet Sherlock.” There’s a bit of a sharpness to his tone as he responds “righ-t” and he keeps on pacing. John looks at him clearly worried but manages to look at the ground before Sherlock can see. Sherlock’s brow furrows and John hears him mumble something “what was that?” Sherlock says it again, this time at a audible level “thank you for being here. I really don’t know how it would be without you….” He sees Sherlock’s feet glide into their new place. Right in front of him. All John can do is look up a tad before he feels a hand on the back of his head pulling him just barely an inch closer as Sherlock lets his lips rest on top of his head for just a mer moment before he’s gone. Quickly turned to the cab that’s pulled up and climbs in. All John can do is stand there for a moment and try to calm himself before climbing in after him. (Sorry it’s so long. I hope you guys like it!)

John and Sherlock have just got to a crime scene and he can tell that Sherlock is in a rush. The sun is starting to set and Sherlock does his normal deduction. And as usual everyone watches in amazement as they try to desperately follow his thoughts by listening to his mumbles. John doesn’t even try any more. He knows that Sherlock is miles ahead by now and there’s no chance at catching up. As he watches Sherlock he notices the grace that he has with each stride. Each step is pre-anticipated and smooth as his foot just barely makes a sound. Before John notices Sherlock is done examining and is off to solve it all. ‘He’s always off so quickly I can hardly keep pace with him!’ He thinks as he picks up his walking pace to get closer. Sherlock is pacing at the curb as John walks up. “Why can’t the cabbi get here quicker” Sherlock complains as he takes another turn. John sighs and puts his arm out to stop him “it’s not here because you haven’t called one yet Sherlock.” There’s a bit of a sharpness to his tone as he responds “righ-t” and he keeps on pacing. John looks at him clearly worried but manages to look at the ground before Sherlock can see. Sherlock’s brow furrows and John hears him mumble something “what was that?” Sherlock says it again, this time at a audible level “thank you for being here. I really don’t know how it would be without you….” He sees Sherlock’s feet glide into their new place. Right in front of him. All John can do is look up a tad before he feels a hand on the back of his head pulling him just barely an inch closer as Sherlock lets his lips rest on top of his head for just a mer moment before he’s gone. Quickly turned to the cab that’s pulled up and climbs in. All John can do is stand there for a moment and try to calm himself before climbing in after him. (Sorry it’s so long. I hope you guys like it!)