People whom i loved

Made it just for love only.

Keira, I would love you forever!!!!!!

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

loyalnerdwp:

theconsultingdrag0n:

prickedfinger:

cakinator:

honeyyoushouldseemeinacrown:

finalproblem:

finalproblem:

New headcanon: Nobody at Scotland Yard knows how to flip the water bottle onto the cooler without spilling, so they never have water to drink. The detectives just stand around the water cooler staring longingly.

Did a post about a water bottle in the background really just get more than 1000 notes in under three hours?

Oh, fandom. Never change.

I SHOULDN’T FIND IT HARD TO STOP LAUGHING AT THIS BUT I CANT HELP IT

OH GOD

I blame Anderson.

I BLAME ANDERSON.

I BLAME ANDERSON.

“Anderson, why isn’t the water cooler set up?”

“I can’t figure it out!”

“Christ, do I have to call Sherlock for everything?!”

f u c k

(via ununpentium)

ruperts:

#i love how this makes it seem as if they are all shooting the same movie#emma is the girl looking for a challenge in life when she meets tom and rupert#rupert is a runaway who recently dropped off the army #and tom is a very intelligent computer hacker #they rob banks and other high security stuff and she joins them #that’s when we meet dan’s character who is the youngest bank president ever #and who’s about to lose a few billion pounds #except he and tom’s char are bffs from childhood #and meanwhile emma is torn between her partners in crime#except she totes ends up with rupert #cool stuff that will never happen

(Source: anotherlifebrotha, via courtsorcerer)

colsandbradders:

I will try to update this every Friday! And it’ll say *NEW* if I just added it this week.

Real Favourites

(the fics in the “Favourite List” aren’t listed down there)

Favourite Angst fic: Looking at You Looking at Me (7k - Will leave you a sobbing mess, read…

I’m worried that Percival can’t read.

oh my god i can’t stop laughing, it’s tooooooooo great!

(Source: merlinconfessions)

slythermint:

“Do I know you?”

Merlin had been gone for days. Arthur was at that point where he was just beginning to tear his hair out— you know, where he flings swords at his knights, rather than wields them, where he kicks over Pendragon banners because how long has this been here GOD it is in the WAY. He had been on three different trips with his knights, growing in number each time. Gaius couldn’t even begin to point in a direction, and no one else had seen him later than Arthur had, that night.

“Well I didn’t see the harm in referring to you as my friend! They were bandits, and you killed them, so what does it even matter!”

“You can’t go around calling the King of Camelot your friend, are you insane??” Arthur roared back.

“I don’t see what the big deal is, when you’ve called me that plenty of times in the past.” Merlin crossed his arms, leveling the man with a stare.

“Get out.” Arthur said, at once. “Get out, and don’t return until I say, all right?” He pointed at the door to make sure. “OUT!!”

Arthur hit a mailed palm against his head for the hundredth time that week. How on earth was he supposed to fix this? He finally called for a dismount, ordering Gwaine and Percival one way, Leon and Elyan another. He drew his sword and picked his own route. He owed it to Merlin to only ever be one half of their own pair, their own team.

Trudging through the forest earned him nothing but reminders of having done little else for the past few days. He didn’t know where he was supposed to be looking, if anywhere, or even if Merlin wanted to be found.

When he heard the scrape of leaves and the twigs snap behind him, Arthur whirled, sword drawn, to see a familiar gangly shape, lumbering through the forest. “Mer—!” he called, but stopped short, eyes growing wide. His clothing was odd and bulky, and he walked with a sort of lost caper, as if he were desperately trying to locate himself in the confusing forest. Finally, the man’s eyes locked with Arthur’s, and he stopped.

“Oh my god.”

Arthur dropped his sword arm to his side, staring in disbelief at what could only be his friend, but whom surely wasn’t. “Do I… know you?” his words had the echo of a meeting long-past, and, by the looks of it, had the same effect on the man before him.

“You never find me.”

“What?”

“Merlin. He tries to transport himself far away, but then he— I— well…”

Arthur frowns, “What on earth are you talking about?”

Merlin looks at him, eyes wide with concern, “But I’m back now. I… I found you.” he tries a smile, the same smile on the same face on the same Merlin. He suddenly rushes to go on, though, as if he’s just remembered something. “I wasn’t alone… I had help.”

Behind Merlin, deep in the trees, Arthur hears a jolting zap that is foreign to his ears, and he spies something fairly large and definitely blue.

“Merlin…” he begins, still somewhat suspicious of the word, “Where have you been?”

(Source: merlindoesburnhasmoved, via falling-too-slow)

knightofshooshpap:

brolininthetardis:

slythermint:

fangirlcrack:

peanutbutter-nutella:

luthi69:

Colin Morgan playing piano and singing. Let me die.

THE SUNGLASSES

HE IS PLAYING THE PIANO

I’m sorry but.

WHY.

i’m so offended by this that i’m going to play it on a loop forever until the day i die

which will probably be tomorrow if not sooner

Reblogging again because I just discovered that he wrote this song.xdkjv ncbvjkdfxbvhjdfgvhdgfvhs

And Bradley said on the Merlin Quest that he never heard Colin sing. Well, here you go, Bradley! <3

(via falling-too-slow)

courtsorcerer:

1.2GB AVI

Single Links:

Fileserve

Netload

Turbobit

Parts:

Mediafire 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 

Netload 1 2

Freakshare 1 2

Rapidshare 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

350MB MKV

Tinypaste « Various download links here. Password to access = ganool.com

Torrent link that caelins kindly provided :)

+ another torrent link

Streaming link thanks to kitsuneshadow :)

(Source: poppingsue, via fyeahcolinmorgan)

random-nexus:

I just wanted to point out Benedict’s phone answering dance, now documented in two very different films.

This speaks of talented hips.

I’m just saying…

(Source: coatcollar, via ununpentium)

missplumpudding:

Judging by the promo pics, one can assume that Merlin is a show about Colin Morgan’s hands … 

(via fyeahcolinmorgan)

fyeahcolinmorgan:

(via)

So pretty.

ununpentium:

ladyt220:

girlsinkhearts:

ladyt220:

My Sherlock S2 DVD finally arrived this morning. No prizes for guessing how I spent my day…

Masturbating?

I wish I had a witty reply to this, but that would involve implying you were wrong.

(via fyeahcolinmorgan)

(via colingasm)