youreawizardmerlin:

Merlin. Thank you.

(Source: nikascott)

hurryupmerlin:

No. Just no.

(Source: sickasmysecrets)

(Source: lostiel)

thatssohetero:

oh god he’s used the deadly fluff ‘n’ scruff combo

patronsaintofgelflings:

When I turned again, Sherlock Holmes was standing smiling at me across my study table. I rose to my feet, stared at him for some seconds in utter amazement, and then it appears that I must have fainted for the first and the last time in my life. The Adventure of the Empty House (1903).

omg if watson faints hwen he sees sehrlock again i will faint too

(Source: ladysansastark)

afrogeekgoddess:

Even though I sobbed through John ‘talking’ to Sherlock, this broke my heart. Because once you get past the fact that Sherlock is indeed alive you have to take in his expression.

He looks numb.

He’s been watching John, and he’s seen the pain he’s in, knows that the reason John is feeling this way is because of him.

But the worst part is that he can’t do anything about it. Because even though Moriarty is (presumably) dead, Sherlock knows that if he’s even hinted at being alive, one of Moriarty’s henchmen will be there to follow out their bosses orders. And therefore the only reason he stays away is because he knows it’s better for John, as hurt as he is, to believe he’s dead. All he can do is watch as his friend grieves at a distance.

Because a grieving John Watson is better than a dead one.

And just as John has reverted back to his military training, Sherlock has reverted to the cold, steeled, and unemotional facade he wore before he met John.

And that, is what breaks my heart.

And both of them are latching onto these old and familiar patterns of behavior in order to survive and cope with their respective grief.

benedictcumberbatchseyebrows:

goddamn it

(Source: mick-foleys)