Taking a moment for Hobbit movie feels. Richard Armitage!

didsomeonesayguyofgisborne:

FAN GIRL MODE IS ON NOW, BITCHES!

I want all these as posters.

Sherlock BBC | Poster Per Episode (x)

Eeek.

marion-cotillards:

Benedict Cumberbatch & Lydia Hearst | Marie Claire UK, December 2010


” In the eyes of many, Holmes lives ever on : by warm firesides, on cozy sofas, in dark, flashlight-lit bedrooms, in the back yards during summer afternoons, in large armchairs on rainy days, in libraries and classrooms, in conversation, and in our living rooms,…he lives on, as we read”
– Vincent Starrett

” In the eyes of many, Holmes lives ever on : by warm firesides, on cozy sofas, in dark, flashlight-lit bedrooms, in the back yards during summer afternoons, in large armchairs on rainy days, in libraries and classrooms, in conversation, and in our living rooms,…he lives on, as we read”

– Vincent Starrett

And people ask me why I like Sherlock.

[Somewhere, Will is pleased. And buying a scarf.]

the-absolute-funniest-posts:

If you drank tea that hot you might be hospitalised.

Okay, this was clearly the RDJ post to reblog. Thank you @theSandyZhang . Robert, I’m sorry I forgot your birthday. It won’t happen again.

Sherlock

jaimeedarling said: Wait… I don’t know why Watson’s blog is stuck at 1895… and now I am sad. :(“

Well, I could be wrong, but I assume it’s because of the famous Vincent Starrett poem about Watson and Holmes. It’s called 221B.

221B

Here dwell together still two men of note

Who never lived and so can never die:

How very near they seem, yet how remote

That age before the world went all awry.

But still the game’s afoot for those with ears

Attuned to catch the distant view-halloo:

England is England yet, for all our fears–

Only those things the heart believes are true.

A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane

As night descends upon this fabled street:

A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,

The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.

Here, though the world explode, these two survive,

And it is always eighteen ninety-five.”

1895. Really I should have figured that out before.