“Jesus bastion fuck, Hal,” Royston says. “I thought you were. I thought you were dragons.”

“Sometimes,” Hal gasps, “sometimes dragons have urges, too.”

drarrysexual:

The Hogwarts Express

sillyunicorntime:

bookstores and libraries should be like churches, man

you’re not allowed to judge anyone in a bookstore no matter what kind of books they’re looking at

literary nuts can read trashy romance novels

adults can sit cross legged on the floor and read picture books

…

River’s Diary!! Complete from The Eternity Clock

forgivenalwaysandcompletely:

After much frustration trying to finish the Cyberfactory on hard I decided to take a break and transcribe River’s diary.

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marauderception:

For Gail, who charmed me with her German lullaby.

For Dama, who enchanted me with her French.

For Dylan, who harassed me in Hungarian.

And for Jenna for “other reasons”.

(This literally has been in my drafts for like, a month. I don’t even remember when I did this pffft)

nothing-rhymes-with-ianto:

finalproblem:

supersexy-cool:

finalproblem:

It’s like this still is from an alternate universe where Sherlock is the sweet one and Molly is the pain in the ass.

CAN THIS BE A THING

I think it needs to be.

Sherlock: Dim, this is Molly Hooper.

Dimmock: Hi. So, you’re Molly Hooper. Sherlock’s told me all about you. You doing one of your post-mortems?

Sherlock: Dim works in detecting, at the Yard. That’s how we met. Office romance.

Molly: [glances at Dimmock] Straight.

Sherlock: Sorry, what?

Molly: Nothing. Um, “wait” while I get my hand out of this man’s chest cavity.

*Iz ded*