god that smirk

  • *the morgue*
  • John: *waiting*
  • Sherlock: *enters*
  • John: *annoyed* At last! I've been here half an hour. Where the hell have you been?
  • Sherlock: *removes his magnifying glass* Bathroom *examining the corpse*
  • John: *raises an eyebrow* For half an hour.
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: Yes.
  • John: *nods* Right. Sure *pauses* so how's Molly?
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *quietly* She's fine.



I hope all of you receive just as much love today as you do most days!  And if you don’t, please tell yourself that you are worthy of oodles of love because you are!!

(…I regret making Bam’s, it makes me want to wrap him up in a ridiculously oversized scarf to protect him from this cruel world all the while wailing “NOOOOOO!!!”)

M O D E R N . G O D S
nordic pantheon; loki the trickster god

“One of the world’s major Trickster Gods, in his early days Loki was a rascal; crafty, sneaky, silly and malicious — a Loki The Lad. The son of two giants, he was so outrageously mischievous that he even sneaked his way into becoming a God. He was the first anti-hero, quick-witting his way out of the tight corners and confrontations caused by his misdeeds.”

m o r e . a e s t h e t i c s

for the wonderful @panstheon

Trollhunters update:

Strickler KNOWS his familiar is a handsome devil and uses it to his advantage.


2/4/17 I went out for some coffee with my friends and finally got around to starting a bullet journal. ^^ It’s kinda plain with my sub-par drawing skills, but it was fun! (ignore my attempts at poetry as well)

“I don’t believe in God.”

He smirks. “I’ll be your God.”

They gave you wings and told you to fly when you only knew how to fall.

Gasoline: Part 5

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: Language, fluff, fluffy smut (YAAY FINALLY), unprotected sex (be safe!!!)

A/N: Part of this dialogue is inspired by a fan question at Houscon Afternoon Panel. So props to her cause that was amazing. Also, holy fuck I was excited about writing this. Feedback is appreciated. Hope you liked it.

Gasoline Masterlist

Originally posted by milanavsh

When you awoke the following morning, your muscles ached. It wasnโ€™t as if you ran a fucking marathon, but you did have a few too many champagnes with Jensen. Wracking your foggy head, you remembered something aboutโ€ฆ

โ€œYou have beautiful eyes, Y/N.โ€
You snorted a laugh. โ€œLike you can talk, green eyed god.โ€
Jensen smirked and reached up, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear, his thumb lingering longer than necessary on your cheek before pulling away.

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