#THAT’S MY FAVOURITE THING EVER ABOUT TRAVELING #IS GOING TO NEW PLACES #AND TRYING OUT NEW THINGS #AND SOMETIMES THEY’RE GOOD AND SOMETIMES THEY’RE NOT #BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER #BECAUSE IT’S STILL THE ADVENTURE THAT COUNTS (via winterinthetardis)
At first I was like wow that’s a stupid place to put chains
But then
I understood their reasoning
One of those ‘must reblog’ occasions.
britishaccentfan reblogged your post and added:
Wherever it goes, I will follow. 🙂
Thank you for the vote of confidence!
Sunday Six
I’m not sure what this fic is going to be yet, exactly, but here’s the start:
Sherlock winced as the gun blast echoed in the space. He glanced over to see John had moved his gun to a different target. But the men were dropping weapons now, the wounded one holding his arm. Sherlock’s phone was in his hand, already texting Lestrade. He couldn’t help but see the fear on their faces, the ice in John’s eyes. They were amateurs: John was not.