Idris Elba. Damn.
yowzah
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Sweetness
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The witches’ incantation from Rupert Goold’s Macbeth (2010). Freaky.
Holy batman that is creepy. And awesome.
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Jamaican food porn. Sir, your ox tail is gorgeous!
Usual morning for dwarves :D
of course Kili is still sleeping…
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Do not pause and think, do not question, but do, do, do go and read one of the most famous fics in the Sherlock fandom. For a delicious reason.
For Fucking Cake, by random_nexus
*result of the Cover Game
OMG, I know it was for the cover game, but OMG! *flailing*
Several chocolate cakes were harmed during the making of this fic. ;)
Do go read. Wonderful! Naughty! Delicious!
yes. fucking. yes. go read.
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Everyone wants a John of their own.
I don’t have a rational explanation for this.
Cheers.
I want one too
order up!
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People have been asking me now for a while about when the Calendar of Tales website would go live. And the answer is, today. It’s really beautiful. They did an amazing job. Go and look.
So much wonderful art was made by people for this project.
(You can see a lot of the art at http://keepmoving.blackberry.com/desktop/en/us/ambassador/neil-gaiman.html along with my comments on the winning images.)
woooooo hooooooo
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[Happy lots of followers, dear! ~DirtyCorza]
They didn’t see each other often. Holly was busy with her work with LEP, and Artemis was rebuilding an empire, only above board instead of below. Not to mention still adjusting to the time shift and the fallout associated with it.
They kept in touch, though. Small messages, sometimes a typed note, others a voice mail. Never longer than a few sentences, whatever means they used. They both knew it would cause big trouble if more than just Foaly became aware of what was going on.
When they did see each other, they still didn’t say very much. They didn’t need words to communicate anyways, there was nothing they could really say. The things they wanted to say, both thought the other wouldn’t want to hear. But they had their own ritual, their own way of telling each other that they cared without ever saying the words.
The first time they had one of their secret meetings, Artemis brought with him an acorn, placing it firmly into Holly’s palm, a flush high on his cheeks. She hadn’t known what to say then, hadn’t known what to give him in return other than a softly whispered “Thank you”.
Artemis Fowl fanfic? Why didn’t I think to find this before? swoon
Source: random-nexus
Benedict Cumberbatch, excerpt from Neigh magazine (via rosenlaui)
This is why he’s not allowed to go shopping without Martin Freeman. He does this
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Lol oh my god dying from the cute
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I’m hoping they were all different colors and patterns…
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