bizarre-sugar:

Benedict Cumberbatch leaves the ‘Late Show with David Letterman’ at Ed Sullivan Theater on May 9, 2013 in New York City

thisis-agentcoulson:

actuallybatman:

Imagine a pop culture trivia contest between Castiel, Thor, Steve Rogers, Spock and Sherlock.

Somebody please write this.

this-sexy-blog:

notmydivisionsweetie:

watchtheskytonight:

castlecoffee13:

fabubbly:

I put the laughter in manslaughter

How’d the Sherlock fandom get here so fast

We have really good taxi drivers.

stillbetterthanthesolarsystem:

imjohnlocked:

johnnybooboo:

bulecelup:

*crashing down*

omg no

When Sherlock brought Batjohn to a crime scene for the first time, it turned out to have been one of his worst - or maybe best - ideas he ever had.

It weren’t the weird looks the little bat got, and it weren’t the insults directed towards Sherlock that made Batjohn cry. It was something even worse than that.

Batjohn had been injured during the time he spent in the forest and that had resulted in a nasty hole in his left wing. He had grown used to it but it still hurt when other people or animals said something bad about it.

“Look at how useless he is,” a police woman called Sally sneered. “Such an ugly wing. I know you’re a freak, Sherlock, but I wouldn’t have thought you’d keep such a… a thing.”

Sherlock growled. Batjohn’s lower lip started to tremble. He felt useless already, and his little heart ached even more now.

“Seriously, Holmes,” a man called Anderson said. “He’s not worth it.”

That was enough for the little bat. One tear rolled down his cheek, then another one. He couldn’t stand it anymore although he tried to be strong and brave, but he was broken as it was and then decided to leave the scene. He hopped of Sherlock’s shoulder, flapping helplessly with his wings to fly away which proved to be difficult with the hole in them.

Sherlock shouted at both Anderson and Donovan, and not nice things at all. Then he ran after Batjohn, cupping the little and slow bat gently in his hands and pressing a soft kiss to the top of his head.

“You’re beautiful, John. And you are worth everything.”

whyamisorandom:

can i try a 30 day free trial of being famous

staceythinx:

These photos of camouflaged animals by Art Wolfe are like the “Where’s Waldo” of the animal kingdom. You can see more here.

captawesomesauce:

What do I do when I’m sick? I google “cat beards” on google images and here were some of the best. 

themightynarwhal:

sloths are cute but their skeletons are fucking creepy i mean

looks like something a nightmare pooped out

clockworkpain:

Let’s just thank god that John Green didn’t have Hazel and Augusts text like normal teenagers

because can you imagine

nodaybuttodaytodefygravity:

fake-mermaid:

how are we almost in june i swear we were in march 2 days ago

let’s be real when did it stop being 2007

deodrant:

i dont understand how some fries can be longer than the average potato

destiel-is-superwholocked:

waiting-for-the-tardis:

wELL SHIT

what a surprise 

corywho:

celeryandhummus:

our kids will probably attend a middle school dance where the theme is the 2010’s

they’ll wear leggings with ugg boots and twerk to “call me maybe”

i just spit my food onto my keyboard