At that moment it was clear what all the songs are written about.
The mental images that this post gives me are just totally adorable <3
And I love this whole scene as well…god but Natasha is just a total BAMF here
She can handle that <3
Really wanna draw those tags… o3o
That would be totally adorable if you did! :D
↳ r: really thomas, was there any need to say or do that?
This is one of the most important moments, to me. Where we start to understand and feel for John even more than we already have been.
Ship it or don’t ship it, it doesn’t matter. That’s not what they’re implying, here. John and Sherlock - they are (or rather, were, since he thinks Sherlock is dead) best friends. There was this unspoken connection between them..but that’s just it. It was unspoken. John never told Sherlock out loud how much he cared for him, he never did. It was implied and they both understood it, but he never really looked Sherlock in the face and said, “I care so much about you.” Or “You’re my best friend.” Nothing like that was ever said out loud.
His best friend is dead, and he never told him how much he cares. He held it back, probably thought Sherlock would find him ridiculous. Roll his eyes. Call him sentimental. So, he never got to say it.
And that? That’s what breaks my heart. Call it love, call it friendship, call it whatever you want to.
The point here is that John cares so much. And Sherlock never knew.
Mr. Johhny Depp
I’m in love with this
Whoever did this is genius.
kk ok i rarely do these hnng but ill surely try ok
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boys that look good with both beards and no beards are the most lethal kinds of boys
Aaron Tveit: “I can clap with one hand”
i would never believe his specialsupermagicperfection if i would not see it daily:-))))))
give me my narratives about powerful woman-heroes, unapologetic woman-destroyers, women who are good and kind, women who are bright and bubbly, women who are crushed by the weight of their ghosts, women who do not fight but who take names in their own kinds of battle
give me diverse women in your story or go home