lokilaufeysonlover
ramblings of a psychopath
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  • constantlyfreemaned:

    constantlyfreemaned:

    “Thank you, people of Emmyland. To be nominated in such company is an honour, especially for two shows that I’m immensely proud of. I’m delighted.”- Martin Freeman on his two emmy nominations.

    !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    (via bennyslegs)

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  • bennyslegs:

    they both won!!!!!!!!! THEY BOTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BOTH OF THEM!!!! FOR SHERLOCK!!! THEY WON!!!! BENEDICT WON!!!! MARTIN WON!!!!!!! FOR SHERLOCK!!!! FOR JOHN AND SHERLOCK!!!!!

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    (via leviackvrman)

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  • thatssocharlyvonkarma:

    BENEDICT AND MARTIN HAVE A FUCKING EMMY EACH THIS IS THE GREATEST I AM SO FUCKING HAPPY THOSE TWO GUYS DESERVE IT THEY ARE SO DAMN TALENTED!

    NOT TO MENTION THE SOUNDTRACK AND THE WRITING AND DAMN NEARLY EVERYTHING SHERLOCK HAS GOT EMMYS COMING OUT THE WAZOO!

    SHERLOCK FANDOM REJOICE!

    (via miraifuturegirl)

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  • theawkwardlifeofapsycho:

    Why is this not taught universally.

    (Source: sfgifs, via darkly-stark)

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  • timethekidgotfree:

cuteys:

kayquimi:

ceruleanrabbitking:

doctor-john:

the-cosmic-life:

I BET THAT IF TWO KIDS LIVED IN THOSE TWO HOUSES THAT THEY WOULD COME OUT ON THEIR ALMOST CONJOINING ROOFS OUTSIDE THEIR BEDROOM WINDOWS AND TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE.

I will not write fluff to that. I won’t. No.

LUCY I FOUND IT

But what if instead of two kids, it was, say, a kid and an old woman? And at first they just ignore each other and keep their blinds down and curtains shut, but then the kid climbs out onto the roof one spring morning to get a frisbee and she’s got the window open bc it’s so nice out and she tells him to cut that out, it’s not a jungle gym and maybe the kid shows off a bit and nearly falls, and the old woman catches his arm…. anyway, so sometimes they leave the windows open and the kid’ll show off his comic books or asks what rhymes with ‘beautiful’ (and it’s totally for homework shut up), and the old woman tells him about all the protests and marches she took part in, and asks him the name of that one cute pop star (it’s absolutely for her crossword now shush). And the old woman gives the kid relationship advice, and doesn’t tell when he tries a bit too much of his parents’ liquor cabinet one time, and the kid comes over and shows her how to use the smartphone her daughter bought for her, and doesn’t tell when she sneaks a cigarrette out of said daughter’s bag. And when the weather’s too bad to open the windows, they tape silly pictures or notes to the glass for the other to see (the kid makes sure to make his extra big so she doesn’t have to admit her eyeight isn’t what it used to be), and when it is nice the kid will sneak over and leave seashells on her windowsill, because the old woman said once she misses the sea, but she can’t travel like she used to. And one day he peeks in her window and sees her on the floor, and calls 911 and basically saves her life because she had a stroke and nobody would’ve known in time otherwise. And when she finally gets back from the hospital, just for a while because her daughter’s talking about a retirement home where she’ll have plenty of medical care and lots of friends her age, the kid comes through the window and then pulls another kid through the window who he introduces as his boyfriend, and says he wanted her to meet him. And she sniffs and interrogates the boyfriend in proper elderly relative fashion, and then declares him worthy of her boy— barely. And when she finally does have to go to that retirement home, the kid still comes to visit her, and always leaves seashells on the windowsill.

I’m not crying or anything

I am omg
  • timethekidgotfree:

    cuteys:

    kayquimi:

    ceruleanrabbitking:

    doctor-john:

    the-cosmic-life:

    I BET THAT IF TWO KIDS LIVED IN THOSE TWO HOUSES THAT THEY WOULD COME OUT ON THEIR ALMOST CONJOINING ROOFS OUTSIDE THEIR BEDROOM WINDOWS AND TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE.

    I will not write fluff to that. I won’t. No.

    LUCY I FOUND IT

    But what if instead of two kids, it was, say, a kid and an old woman? And at first they just ignore each other and keep their blinds down and curtains shut, but then the kid climbs out onto the roof one spring morning to get a frisbee and she’s got the window open bc it’s so nice out and she tells him to cut that out, it’s not a jungle gym and maybe the kid shows off a bit and nearly falls, and the old woman catches his arm…. anyway, so sometimes they leave the windows open and the kid’ll show off his comic books or asks what rhymes with ‘beautiful’ (and it’s totally for homework shut up), and the old woman tells him about all the protests and marches she took part in, and asks him the name of that one cute pop star (it’s absolutely for her crossword now shush). And the old woman gives the kid relationship advice, and doesn’t tell when he tries a bit too much of his parents’ liquor cabinet one time, and the kid comes over and shows her how to use the smartphone her daughter bought for her, and doesn’t tell when she sneaks a cigarrette out of said daughter’s bag. And when the weather’s too bad to open the windows, they tape silly pictures or notes to the glass for the other to see (the kid makes sure to make his extra big so she doesn’t have to admit her eyeight isn’t what it used to be), and when it is nice the kid will sneak over and leave seashells on her windowsill, because the old woman said once she misses the sea, but she can’t travel like she used to. And one day he peeks in her window and sees her on the floor, and calls 911 and basically saves her life because she had a stroke and nobody would’ve known in time otherwise. And when she finally gets back from the hospital, just for a while because her daughter’s talking about a retirement home where she’ll have plenty of medical care and lots of friends her age, the kid comes through the window and then pulls another kid through the window who he introduces as his boyfriend, and says he wanted her to meet him. And she sniffs and interrogates the boyfriend in proper elderly relative fashion, and then declares him worthy of her boy— barely. And when she finally does have to go to that retirement home, the kid still comes to visit her, and always leaves seashells on the windowsill.

    I’m not crying or anything

    I am omg

    (via consulting-mustache)

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  • thespheater:

    Well done, Ben.

    This was epic.

    (via bennyslegs)

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  • lhomme-ezra:

    this is the definition of human trash

    (via clueing-for-sherlooks)

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  • firelorcl:

    i scare people lots because i walk very softly and they don’t hear me enter rooms so when they turn around i’m just kind of there and their fear fuels me

    (via insomniacannotsleep)

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  • twcno:

    futurebatgirl:

    patrexes:

    4sensesplusascarf:

    Whenever I hear people say that classical music is boring I just want to remind them that Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture called for a cannon to be fired a total of 16 times.

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    remove cattle from stage

    that’s not even the best partimagekey terms include:

    • balance your chair on two legs”
    • "continue swimming motion"
    • "insert peanuts"
    • "play ball!"
    • "release the penguins"
    • "gradually become agitated"
    • "light explosives now….. and…..   ….. now."

    (via l0nelyz0mbier1zes)

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  • theendofaspark:

    this is never going to not be funny 

    (via dxtective)

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  • mermaidcrew:

    I am so thirsty for emotional and physical intimacy with someone 

    I want to nuzzle their neck and lay entwined on my bed and lazily kiss their lips and make them food get to know every single curve and contour they have 

    I want to touch someone with my finger tips and make them feel loved 

    (via miraifuturegirl)

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