i need every single fanfic of sherlock actually telling john he loves him on that runway and having to come back and deal with it four minutes later i want every single fic
I’m reblogging this to my main blog because this is essential to my future happiness.
imagine a horror movie where you’re trapped in your house with a serial killer but all your lights are clappers
so you’re running for your life from this psychopath while both of you are just aggressively clapping the lights on and off
out of all my 3:00 AM ramblings you guys decide to make this one popular
Let’s make this situation even better. Both of you are wearing TAP SHOES, and all of the floors are hardwood.
Sorry, I’m still stuck on that Gordon Ramsay as the Potions Master post.
"We’re going to use fresh, vibrant dragon toenails, locally grown and sustainable."
"You don’t add eye of newt to a room temperature cauldron, you ignorant shit."
"It’s fucking raw!"
This would go great with Bobby Singer, Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.
"Here, let me look it up in my How to Sweet-Talk Ukrainian Dragons manual. Oh, wait. No one ever wrote one."