A world of BBC fandoms, Superwholockian, Fannibal. Currently writing a fanfic that is taking me a long time god when would i stop???????? Maybe one day i'll learn to gif movies, maybe one day i'll go live in england. And maybe, one day i'll understand this whole Tumblr thing. Sherlocked, Whovian, getting into supernatural, I'll get to all the fandoms eventually whoops i already mentioned this pretend you didn't read it.And maybe I would one day own a laptop that soulfully belongs to me (I NOW OWN A LAPTOP THAT SOULFULLY BELONGS TO ME WOW that was in capslocks im so sorry but hey i have your attention right?). Beware of Porn on this blog, because when you put Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman in the same show with homosexual innuendos, how can the fandom not make gay porn with it? You can call me Jam or Jip, none of them are my real name though, but that's the way i keep it. I guess if you do actually have a request/commission for me,i will try my hardest, :) Enjoy your time in my little world of chaos and pron :) P.s i never tag stuff i reblog (which makes up like 98% of my blog but hey at least not my art blog) and all my art are taged my art, not that you would want to see them [crey])
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
[ x ]
(Source: dramatisecho)
Supernatural | 1.01 Pilot
THEY’RE BABIES OMG
YOU’RE SO TINY
FETUS SAM AND DEAN ARE ASDFGHJKLFUK
Who let infants on set
#HELLO SEXY SINGLES HOTLINE HERE #OH IT’S YOU AGAIN YAGAMI #YES YES I’LL CALL YOU GOD BUT YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO PAY EXTRA
guess who just crammed death note all in half a day and now violently shipping a new ship
(Source: geishha)
There is literally nothing better than a sexy, badass lady.
CHING MOTHERFUCKING SHIH
This lady was such a badass, I can’t count the ways, but let’s try.
She got married to an already successful pirate, Zheng Yi, and took over when he died. She was crazy strict to keep an iron fist over her fleet of pirates, and the punishments for stepping out of line were brutal. If you stole or looted from a town that provided assistance or tribute to the pirate fleet, Ching would chop your fucking head off with a battle axe and dump your lifeless body in the ocean. If you stole from the pirate treasury, or she thought you were stealing from the pirate treasury, Ching would chop your fucking head off dump your lifeless body in the ocean. Raping any captured female prisoners was punishable by immediate death. Fuck, if you had consensual sex while on duty you got your head chopped off and the woman was chucked off the boat no matter where they were at. Ching wasn’t fucking around, and she wanted to make damn sure you weren’t fucking around when you should have been working.
Two years after she took over, she got so notorious for ransacking towns and taking taxes on them that she pissed off the entire Chinese government, and sent out a massive fleet to bring her in line. Most pirates probably would’ve said this was out of their pay grade and taken off to hide out or ransack some other country.
Ching Shih said fuck that.
She not only faced them head on, she wiped the floor with them, killing hundreds and capturing sixty-something ships from the Imperial Fleet. Prisoners were given the choice of joining up or being executed on the spot. The Admiral of the Chinese navy, Kwo Lang, was so afraid of being captured by her or going back to admit he’d been beaten by her that he committed suicide.
For the next two years, Ching Shih not only kept on pirating, she fought off Chinese forces as well as Dutch and British warships that the navy called in to help. Finally the government gave up and offered her amnesty as well as amnesty for her then SEVENTEEN THOUSAND crewman. Ching Shih got to keep all her plunder, so she retired to the countryside where she opened up a brothel and lived until she was 69.
tldr: I’ve come to terms with the reality that I’ll never be as terrifyingly badass as this woman was.
i will be as badass as she
You know, I heard of her, but I’d either forgotten or never heard that she grew old and retired having never been brought down or defeated ever.
She won being a pirate.
She got history’s high score.
IT’S THE PIRATE QUEEN.
LIGHT EM UP UP UP
LIGHT EM UP UP UP
LIGHT EM UP UP UP
I
I DONT GET IT SOMEONE EXPLAIN
i understand
THEN FUCKIBG TELL ME
Bad cold
the noise i made
I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MILES
AND I WOULD WALK FIVE HUNDRED MORE
JUST TO BE THE MAN WHO WALKED A THOUSAND MILES
TO GET WILL GRAHAM SOME PROPER FUCKING MEDICAL CARE
by *Hallpen
Love at first theory of quantum physics…
GOD OK THESE ARE SO CUTE
That’s not what he meant, Hannibal.
weeping-angels-take-the-ponds:
DOES THIS PICTURE OF DAVID TENNANT
NOT LOOK AN AWFUL LOT LIKE THIS PICTURE OF HUGH DANCY
OR AM I DELUSIONAL???
waht
THEIR FINGERS ARE PLACED EXACTLY THE SAME WAY AND THEIR JACKETS HAVE THE EXACT SAME WRINKLES IN THEM EITHER THIS IS FREAKING AWESOME OR ITS PHOTOSHOPPED
THE CREASES ARE EXACTLY THE SAME.
okay WHAT
THEIR HAIR RUFFLES IN THE SAME WAY
Right ho, I just want to friendly warn my new followers that my blog is NSFW.
So if you can’t take a dick or two, than my blog is probably not the place for you :3
Peopleeee I am warning youuu once again c:
Same goes for this blog, in case you hadn’t noticed!
(Source: skyelock)
consultingdetectiveofgallifrey:
i-was-so-alone-and-i-o-u-so-much:
WTF
I want to make your skin into a lampshade, John.I’m coming after you. I hope you’re a light sleeper. Have you changed your locks recently? Heard Sherlock is going to be out of town a while.
Homicidal Greg.
we were shipping sherlock/door just weeks before S2
i’m looking forward to the next year of mentally-damaged sherlockians
“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME”
You’re walking down Baker Street. There’s no one around and your phone is dead. Out of the corner of your eye you spot him: “Greg Lestrade”. He’s following you, about 30 feet back, he gets down on all fours like the Hound of Baskerville—he’s gaining on you! GREG LESTRADE. You’re looking for 221b but you’re all turned around! He’s almost upon you now and you can see there’s BLOOD on his face! My Godtiss there’s blood everywhere! Running from your life from GREG LESTRADE. He’s brandishing a badge. It’s GREG LESTRADE. Lurking in Londooon. Detective Inspector GREG LESTRADE. Living in the shadows. GREG LESTRADE. Going on vacation. GREG LESTRADE. Finding all the bodddiiiiiiesss. Actual Psychopath GREG LESTRADE. Now it’s dark, and you’ve seen to have lost him. But you’ve hopelessly lost yourself. Stranded with a detective. You creep silently around St. Barts. Ah-Ha! In the distance, there’s 221b with it’s light on! JOHN! You move stealthily toward it. But DAMN YOUR LEG! Ahh! Moran blew it off! Getting a cane! Deduce deduce. Limping into the flat. Deduce deduce. Now you’re on the doorstep. Sitting inside is GREG LESTRADE. Playing on his phone. GREG LESTRADE. But he doesn’t hear you enter. GREG LESTRADE. You’re sneaking up behind himmm. Strangling Detective GREG LESTRADE. Fighting for your life with GREG LESTRADE. Using your cane on GREG LESTRADE. VATICAN CAMEOS! Safe at last from GREG LESTRADE. You limp back to Baker Street, blood oozing form your damn leg. But you’ve won. You have beaten GREG LESTRADE.
omfg^^
^^ Every time I see this it reminds me of Lestrade and Mycroft talking about Sherlock and John.
MY GODTISS