John: I’m not Sherlock Holmes!
General Shan: I don’t believe you.
Sherlock: You should, you know. Sherlock Holmes is nothing at all like him. How would you describe me, John? Resourceful, dynamic? Enigmatic?
John: Late.
(via unsfzpxkable)
When Sherlock comes back from the dead with an assassin on his heels, it’ll take all he and John have to finally bring down the last of Moriarty’s network. But the road to forgiveness is long and painful, and when two ex-soldiers wage a vendetta around a consulting detective, it can only ever end in catastrophe. All Sherlock wants is his best friend back — but if they’re not careful, they may not live long enough to let it happen.
To borrow a phrase from the author: “Basically, this is all I want out of series three. Moran, action, danger, and emotional constipation.” If I had the money, I would film this for S3 in a heartbeat. Everything is perfect: the deep friendship, the grief, the sacrifice, the healing, the danger. Oh, and there’s fem!Moran. Warnings (to quote the author again): “strong violence, severe injuries; suicidal acts of recklessness.”
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If people keep saying such nice things about this fic I might actually start believing them. :\
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Horrible Histories: creating History majors since 1993 and adding to the ranks since 2009 through their wonderful, wonderful television show.
KOALA BEARS NOT CUTE NO MORE
CUDDLYTOGAS YOU TOLD ME DROPBEARS WERE JUST MADE UP. YOU LIED TO ME. DDDD8
I WAS JUST TRYING TO SAVE YOU FROM THE HORROR! D8 I’M SO SORRY, BUT I GUESS THEY HAVE THEIR WAYS OF STRIKING FEAR INTO THE HEARTS OF ALL OTHER CREATURES. EVEN THOSE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD. DD8
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The Cumberbatch Conundrum
You feel it, I feel it, everyone who has seen five minutes of BBC’s “Sherlock” feels it. There is something a bit… odd about Mr. Benedict Cumberbatch. Ladies adore him, gents like him too. He’s talented and intelligent and it’s generally agreed that he occasionally says things that are charmingly awkward yet ill-advised; for instance: asking Sir Patrick Stewart if taking a role in the “Star Trek” reboot would damage his career.
But dagnabbit… what is the thing with his face?
The gamut of intense reactions to Cumberbatch’s preternatural mug reveals our unconscious psychological bias toward certain facial patterns. Like a computer missing a chunk of software or the rioters at Stravinsky’s “Rite of Spring,” we simply have no idea what to make of something so familiar yet… so odd. People become fixated on Benedict Cumberbatch’s face and can’t seem to talk about anything else. Some ladies clutch their pearls and declare him an ovary-annihilating “life ruiner,” while less enthusiastic observers (usually accompanied by a string of disrespectful jabs at his name) see him as some kind of freakish extraterrestrial. Ocassionally, detractors act as if they are uncontrollably repulsed by some aura of Das Unheimliche that apparently floats, miasma-like, around his head. For an actor with a rapidly exploding body of work and the potential to break out as a huge international star, that’s a pretty bizarre public response. The way some people go on, you’d think there was something fundamentally backwards about him.
Here’s the thing. There just might be.
(via al-spudnik)
So, apparently I have a friend who actually and honestly subscribes to the maxim “Don’t like gay marriage? Don’t have one!”
She’s morally against homosexuality (as a Christian), but in favour of the legalisation of gay marriage because people should be able to do what they want and that’s just her personal morals.
Um.
I
I honestly don’t know how to feel about this? It -
On the one hand, it’s completely absurd and narrow and close-minded because really? Really? Anyone ~morally against homosexuality~ is just plain - eugh; and also what’s your stance on other sexual identities? Gender? I don’t - that is just awfully stupid.
But then, on the other hand…
I mean, that’s remarkably tolerant.
I -
I don’t know how to feel anymore.
