Returning to the Fold

sherlockholmeswasreal:

badnews-for-brainwork:

timelordy-teganbreann:

dareidisturbtheuniverse:

mycroft-broke-my-action-man:

negative-euphoria-rabbit:

theinvadertrio:

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supharwholockian-forever:

walkamongstthestars:

becausenothingelsematters:

walkamongstthestars:

Martin, your John is showing

Also is that a juice box?… oh Ben. You adorable fucker.

Guys, I hate to be the one to point this out, but look under the table. Why is Martins hand where it is? Forget the faces…. seriously.

HIS HAND IS ON BENS CROTCH. 

yeah that’s what a lot of people have pointed out. I didn’t see it the first two times. it’s definitely a companion to the totally less obvious one here

I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. Martin is a master troll. It’s the only explanation I can think of, other than him just being an inappropriate cuddly ridiculous person. 

This is why I hate/love him.

And Ben.

ASDJKSHJHSDL THESE PEOPLE

OH MY GOD I JUST CAN’T I MOTHERFUCKIN CAN’T JESUS

YOU ADORABLE FUCKERS. Why are they ruining my life?

i actually hate you both

why do you do this to us? why?

I love how martin has conveniently placed himself between benedict and his girlfriend at the time in the second photo

Please desist

OH. MY. GOD.

hand on crotch + kiss on shoulder + smiles = bromance 

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robinlockheart:

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vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

I don’t know this man or this mom, but I love them both.

aww so cute,

btw: as a barista I understand why he wanted to cry about tat drink.

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cumberbitchsandwich:

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l-urk:

love this

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binkshapiro:

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therisingted:

So today was basically the best night of my life because not only didn’t see the killers for the first time ever BUT I MET JULIAN CASABLANCAS?!?!?! Like he sat in the row ahead of me and literally no one noticed him and I yelled his name and he gave me the peace sign then he left but then I went back into the hall and HE WAS THERE AND HE SEES ME AND WALKS UP TO ME AND ASKS IF I WANT A PICTURE AND HE PUT HS ARM ON ME AND I CRIED

WAIT A MOMENT.

JULIAN CASABLANCAS WENT TO SEE THE KILLERS?

HOLY SHIT

AND HOLY SHIT FOR YOU TOO, THE KILLERS AND JULIAN IN ONE NIGHT, YOU MADE REALLY GOOD THINGS IN UR PAST LIFE OMGGDSDFSDFSDGSFDS

OH MY UFKFOINGG GO GID OH MY FU IM JFUYCK ING SCRM E

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rovasquez001:

Los opuestos se atraen 

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