love is friendship set on fire

the-beauty-of-words-blog:

Words #331

twerks4doitsu:

ttomhiddlestonn:

comealongstormaggedon:

lesreichenbachfinn:

When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.

These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could. 

If anybody ever tells me that storytelling isn’t important anymore, I’ll show them this post. 

i especially love that each of them are in a different pose true to their character

this is just, wow.

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sometimes-reality-sucks-ass:

capaow:

cocokat:

Very boring up here. 

No crimes in Heaven, apparently.

SH

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Met an angel called Castiel.

Was looking for a human body.

SH

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Have I told you about the Winchesters?

SH

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I miss you and your complaining horribly

SH

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Met Einstein! Was appalled at how little I knew about space.

SH

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John, your mother and father say ‘hello’.

SH

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I wish I could talk to you

SH

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God won’t let me visit Hell. 

But I’m bored. There are bound to be murders there!

SH

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If you end up here anytime soon I may have to kill you

SH

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Still missing you horribly

SH

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Was told you got married. “Mary Morstran”.

A woman even I might admire. Good Job.

SH

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There are people up here whom I solved their deaths.

Keep thanking me.

Somewhat annoying.

SH

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Really, John? You named your son “Sherlock”?

Someone is getting too sentimental.

I’m touched.

SH

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Met Mycroft. I’m not surprised he’s here a bit early.

Still as annoying as ever.

I miss when you used to punch him for me.

SH

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You’ve become so good at writing.

I miss you.

SH

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There are so many things I should have said.

Down There.

SH

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Sorry

SH

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I miss you

SH

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I love you.

SH

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Won’t you hurry up?

SH

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Don’t come too quickly, though.

SH

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Met with Mummy.

She cried. I don’t understand it.

SH

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I love you

SH

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Being an old man doesn’t suit you. 

You’re done fighting, John.

Come home.

SH

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Stubborn to the last, my John.

SH

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I love you anyway.

SH

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“Welcome home.”

There are actual tears in my eyes from this.

WHY?!??!

I’M NOT CRYING

IT’S JUST RAINING ON MY FACE OKAY

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mynovelssecrets:

This needs no caption. 

^^

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the-absolute-funniest-posts:

tastefullyoffensive:

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& echo in this whisper: Songs for Creating Stuff

miserelysia:

lovefilmscores:

inquisitioned:

arythusa:

sairobee:

I’m a big fan of film scores, and every year or so I get a bee up my bonnet to share my favorite tracks from my collection. So! Here’s 2012’s list, handily categorized according to the mood you might…

thefurrynerd:

((SO ACCURATE IT HURTS))

HAHAHA

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wankbankofamerica:

reasons i tend to not talk

• people always interrupt me to tell another story because apparently my story isn’t good enough for their ears
• i sound like an idiot who just learned to talk two hours ago
• people seem disinterested in what i’m saying
• i hate my voice
• i have something really mean to say
• i hate you
• i repeat because this happens a lot: people interrupt me and never let me finish and i feel really shitty about myself because no one seems to want to listen to me

yes some of these do apply

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noxtalgic:

adorn the spaces of your mind
only with kind words
and sepia flashbacks of good times past.
you are your own protector.

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fruity-toops:

If I ever stop replying to you it’s not because I’m bored of you, it’s because I don’t want to bore you with my small talk. I usually run out of things to say fairly quickly.

happens all the time

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