Rainbows? Very macho.

'You drool when you sleep..' 'Sherlock is actually a girls name' 'Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times' 'You love me real or not real?' Follow for a follow ^.^

[cethical-blog]

Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.

best motivational quote by Mohammed Ali (via cethical)

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[crystuls]

perks of dating me: u will be the hot one

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Russell Howard, lad.

[csmharleyquinn]

He’s one of us!!! #johnlock takes a whole new meaning!

[asleepymasc]

Heroes of Olympus | Coke Bottles    

[asleepymasc]

lmao

[deadlykillerqueen]

[the-lone-reader]

[the-lone-reader]

Leo’s eyes were beginning to droop, but they opened again when Nico’s words registered. Confused and also slightly touched, Leo looked up at the other, though his vision was too blurry to see through. Barely realizing what he was saying, Leo found himself speaking, "I love you too," and he did. Then he stopped, frowning. Since when did Nico love him? What if…what if Nico was just saying all of this because he knew Leo was dying? Leo’s lip trembled with hurt and realization. But when he looked into Nico’s eyes, he saw the sadness, the pain, and he knew Nico was telling the truth. So Leo pulled the son of Hades’ face down to his and kissed him as hard as he physically could, which, admittedly, was still less than the average amount of force put into a kiss. But it was behind it that mattered. The kiss was sloppy and pretty wet considering tears were now streaming silently down Leo’s face. He closed his eyes and clung to Nico, kissing him desperately until he couldn’t anymore. Finally, slowly, Leo’s lips dragged down from Nico’s as his head fell to the other’s shoulder, his hand dropped from Nico’s face and he went limp.

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Nico was beginning to worry when he didn’t get a reply back. Maybe Leo hated him, just like everyone else. Maybe his love was in vain. But when he heard the boy say it back, and felt himself being pulled into a kiss all the doubts washed away. As weak and sloppy as it was, Nico still loved it. He loved Leo, and just wished this moment could last forever.

But it wasn’t long before their lips parted, and the son of Hephaestus went limp in his arms. Tears streamed down Nico’s face and he clutched his love closer. The dizzyness was almost overbearing, but he was not going to leave the boy.

Not now, not ever, just as he promised. He’d stay there with him until the end.

And so he lay there with a pale Leo in his arms, bleeding out into the dark of the room. Soon his vision clouded as pain faded into nothingness, and slipped away out of conciousness, messy and blood-stained red.

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Leo regained consciousness agonizingly slowly. First, all he knew was that it was dark. He was surrounded, enveloped in the dark nothingness. Slowly, his senses came back to him. Now he could hear shallow breathing very close to him. He felt a weak but sure heartbeat. Instead of darkness now he was enveloped in a pair of arms. 

Nico. 

Everything came back to him and Leo forced his body to accommodate, shifting slightly to test his mobility. Pain shot through his body and he felt himself start shaking again. But Leo couldn’t care less.

Leo’s lips trembled when he became aware of the fact that the two boys were lying in a pool of blood. Nico’s arms were around Leo, but his eyes were closed and he wasn’t moving. 

"No…" Leo shifted, looking up at Nico with scared, tired eyes. "N-Nico?" when he didn’t get an answer, tears started to fall. "Nico - Nico please." Leo closed his eyes tightly, burying his face in Nico’s chest. He was clutching his shirt weakly with trembling hands, and shakily looked up again to kiss Nico lightly on the cheek. He pulled Nico’s face closer to his, leaning their foreheads together. 

"Please, Nico…" he whispered, voice shaking. "You promised you wouldn’t leave me.”

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Nico had no idea he had passed out, so when he heard someone calling his name he was a bit confused. The next thing was what got him. Slowly Nico forced his eyes open to see the son of Hephaestus leaning against him, tears falling from his eyes.

"L-Leo?" he croaked weakly.

A jolt of happiness went through him as he realized the other was still alive. However, it was quickly followed by a stab of guilt. Had he known that Leo would wake up again, he would have forced himself to stay awake and wait for the other. Now he had only hurt him. “I’m s-s-sorry…” Nico repeated it a few times subconciously, wipping a stray tear from his loves cheek with a shaky hand.

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Tears streamed down Leo’s face, and he gave a weak, relieved smile when he heard Nico say his name. he leaned his forehead against Nico’s, closing his eyes.  “I-I thought you were…I thought you left me,” he breathed, lips trembling as he struggled not to break down. He was just so relieved. He just took in Nico’s embrace, cherishing it. Nico was there, he wasn’t dead, he wasn’t alone.  Leo kept an arm wrapped around his stomach, because he couldn’t believe that it was still bleeding. The strain he’d put on his body after waking up hadn’t helped, and it started bleeding again.  Leo was starting to get dizzy again. He could feel himself beginning to slip out of consciousness, but he was afraid. He didn’t want to leave Nico, he was afraid that something might happen after he was gone - he was afraid that if he fell asleep…this time he wouldn’t wake up.  Then he heard a crash, thumping and yelling from upstairs. He flinched and whimpered, cowering closer to Nico. He heard footsteps pounding down the stairs towards them while there was more shouting from upstairs. Leo was confused, he thought there was only one captor. That didn’t really mattered, all that mattered is that they were going to get hurt again, and Leo wouldn’t let anything happen to Nico. He gave him a quick, desperate, final kiss just as the door burst open. He closed his eyes tightly, instinctively hiding his face in Nico’s shirt.  “WE FOUND THEM!” A familiar voice shouted. Leo couldn’t tell who it was, he couldn’t open his eyes, but footsteps were running towards the two. He heard someone curse under their breath moved Leo’s arm to reveal his gory stab wound. Then Nico was pulled from his side and Leo felt a strong pair of arms pick him up as well. “No…Nico…” He struggled weakly.  “Just hang in there,” he heard Jason’s voice, the one carrying him.  “Jason, we have to hurry - he’s hurt really bad, and I don’t think-” Leo didn’t know te rest of what Percy said, but he knew one thing - Nico would be safe now. So he let go, and went limp in his best friend’s arms, and everything went black.

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This is so beautiful. I almost cried.

[wordblurbed]

Make Me Choose

adamparrishs asked: The Mortal Instruments or Divergent

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Dem feels.

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I'm so done.

[221beemine]

I’ve pondered this shot since TSOT aired. I kept wondering why we were shown the hug from this angle. At first I thought it had to do with John’s private nature, especially his private feelings about Sherlock: so private he can’t admit them to his therapist after Sherlock’s “death,” so private he makes sure Mrs. Hudson’s not watching before he touches Sherlock’s headstone. Here, he hides his face behind Sherlock’s before hugging him, and we get a private glimpse of his face full of adoration for his friend, but the guests do not.

Then I realized I had it backward. This shot isn’t about John hiding his face from the guests. When I don’t know how to understand a choice of cinematography, I usually think “What would I have meant by that choice?” And I realized that my wedding photography experience could indeed answer this question. It took me a long time to come up with because I don’t usually go behind the altar during the wedding ceremony, but I have done it enough to know that this is the kiss shot. This is the shot I do when the couple kiss. It’s one of the most important photographs to get of the wedding day; couples always, always request it. The usual way to do it is from the perspective of the guests, from the angle that most of Sherlock’s speech is filmed in TSOT, but this is a foreground-background connection: this is the shot I do when I want to show that the couple are celebrating their love in front of everyone they know. 

That’s what this shot is. It’s John showing how much he cares about Sherlock, in front of God and congregation, in front of and family and friends. Just because his face is hidden doesn’t mean he’s not demonstrating his feelings for all to see, here, for the very first time.

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Mother of god

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Oh my dear Watson.

[steven]

i may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented i forgot where i was going with this

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YOU'RE A DRAMA QUEEN SHERLOCK!

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YES

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Johnlock spam 7/10

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Johnlock spam 6/10