BTW... PSA.... even if we arent mutuals if youre in my notes regularly theres a Very high chance i am still fond of you. yes im vaguing someones tags on the compliment the person u rbed this from post. but like. positive vaguing? THE POINT IS im weird abt following ppl but IM STILL SENDING U FOND VIBES...
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
gossipseer
This is an absolute tumblr relic. I feel like an archaeologist right now. This is incredible that this is on my dash.
date of origin: 2nd of july, 2012.
blingblingboy-shaggy-kinnie
Bro what it’s the second of July 2020. Happy 8th anniversary of this classic tumblr post!!!!
And now its 10th. Yay!
femmeyoshiko
hope u dont mind me keeping ur tags because ur right:
I’ll reblog this every time I see it.
this is why i steer clear of hard drugs. i’ve seen a fair share of stories similar to this. it’s good and great and awesome until it’s not and then there’s little hope for escape if you either don’t have help or can’t break out of the cycle for a second to realize you need to get that help.
anti-drug campaigns should absolutely be run by recovering addicts. shit, that’s what the anti-smoking campaigns do.
attention to all dashcon attendees
someone urinated into the ballpit while it was empty and posted it in the tag
stay out of the ballpit
certified iconic post
People: “it’s still only Jul-
Me: 🖤🎃🍂🕷🔮🕸🌙👁🦇🔪👣⚰️💀🖤🕷🎃🍂🕸🌙👁🦇🕷💀🖤🎃🎃🎃🖤🕷🕸⚰️🦇👁🖤💀🕸🌙🍂⚰️⚰️⚰️🔮🍂🍂🍂🔮🔮🎃🖤🖤🕸💀👁🔪👣💀🖤🍂🎃 🕸💀👁🔪💀🖤🍂🎃🔮🕸🌙👁🦇🕷💀⚰️🖤🕷🖤🕸🔮🕸🌙🦇🕷🎃👣💀🍂🖤💀🕷🕷🌙🌙🎃🍂👣🍂🕸🌙👁🎃🎃🦇🎃💀🔮
who else mourning the person they could've been if they were treated kindly as a child
I’m watching ASiP right now, and something (finally) hit me. After Mike and John meet up in the park and they start talking about John staying in London but not being able to afford it on his pension, Mike tells him, “Ah, that’s not the John Watson I know.” John says, “Yeah, well I’m not the John Watson–” with the retort quickly dying on his tongue as he flexes the fingers of his left hand.
I can only think he meant to say one of two things: “Well I’m not the John Watson anyone knows,” including himself, or, “Well I’m not the John Watson I know.”
His distress and depression at being shot then invalided out of his Life’s Work and the feeling that he has no meaningful place in society (being back and staying in London, as Mike says John couldn’t bear to be anywhere else) is still so palpable and real for him.
So it’s all the more wonderful, isn’t it, that Sherlock whirls into his life soon after and very bluntly states “I know you’re an army doctor-” upon meeting him. And he says it again the following day. “You’re a doctor. In fact, you’re an army doctor.” Present tense, not past. “You are.” He’s not looking at John like John looks at himself: as a has-been, a nobody. He sees John as very capable, skilled, strong, worthy.
But then there’s the way John immediately stands up, clears his throat, and faces Sherlock back-straight and head-on, and answers his “Any Good?” with “Yes. Very good.” Oh man. OH MAN. This is when John finally realizes he may still have a meaningful place in the world after all. That he’s not washed up just because he’s been invalided.
I’d put all my money on this moment as the beginning of the rest of John Watson’s life.
I can't believe I wrote this. I just read this and I have no memory of writing this fucking banger of a post.
— ❝Just believe in yourself, and you can become a hero!❞
☆.｡.: ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ❣ (ᴊᴜɴᴇ 10) .｡.:*☆
Order of events in BBC’s Sherlock
If you want to see the whole flowchart in one image, download it here.
Creating this flowchart has required me choose what to include and what to leave out. If you think that I have missed something, I’d be happy to hear from you, but please read the comments first, in case I had excluded that information for a reason.
This project has been made so much easier thanks to the Sherlock timeline at bakerstreet.wikia.com and the wonderful transcripts by @callie-ariane. Go look them up at arianedevere.livejournal.com!
Thank you to my wonderful proof reader @wetislandinthenorthatlantic!
I have completely lost track of who is discussing what in the aftermath of s4, but I’ll tag a few people under the cut anyway, hoping that you are interested. Let me know if you don’t want to be tagged in the future!
Oh. Wow.
Thank you.
WOAH! OMG THANK YOU!!!!!!!!
This is really amazing.
Wow, this is amazing. Thank you.
Never fail to reblog because this is SO valuable! Thanks to @obotligtnyfiken. You deserve a medal for services to the fandom.
This is astonishing! You juggled so many factors so well! If only there were a way to indicate “speed & savagery of queer baiting intensifies” but I respect that that’s to some respect subjective and a function of personal bitterness (in my case, extreme)
Ah, well There’s a challenge I don’t think I’m up to :-) But if it’s visualisation of speed you want, you might want to check out my visualisation of how te show jumps back and forth in time in each episode.
Also, thank you so much for the kind words!
[muffled crying in the distance]
I like that little conversation they had with their eyes
“Mycroft. Give me some space please.”
“Why? …Oh. You’re gonna tell him, then. Yes, okay.”
It’s the eyebrows raising and sudden look of realization on Mycroft’s face, then scanning down to see the tension and sadness in Sherlock’s lips, then looking over at everyone else to see if anyone has caught onto this as well. “Bit bold of you, doing this in front of his wife, but continue.”
Crazy how our bodies are literally built for pleasure and overly ascetic patriarchal religions try to tell us that our flesh is evil. We have thousands of taste buds for enjoying delicious food and drink. Happy hormones are triggered when we dance. We can sing to entertain ourselves and others. Conscious, aligned sex with a good partner feels great and improves your health. We have beautiful eyes, figures, lips, hair to attract each other. We laugh so hard we cry and it feels GREAT. The smell of a rose on a warm summer breeze lifts my mood instantly. Our bodies are so so sacred. Nature is sacred. The Divine dwells in the earth and within us just as much as 'up there'.