So, my friend is stage managing Macbeth and made this status today…

the-enochian-starchild-earendil:

fuckingmultiverse:

letsgivethesekidsashow:

honeychildplease:

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I’m quite pleased with this.

Rapping this out loud in my empty classroom like swag.

WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WADDUP I AM A BIG SCOT

I’M SO PUMPED ABOUT SOME VISION THAT THE WITCHES GOT

I WILL BE THANE, SO SAYS THE PROPHECY

THAT PEOPLE LIKE “DAMN, MACBETH DESERVES GLORY”

I reblogged this so fast guys

Is Sherlock Watson good enough for you?

iamjohnlocked4life:

couldntpossiblycomment:

I just realized that in this godforsaken scene:

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When Sherlock says “I think it could work”

He’s saying I think the name Sherlock Watson could work”

And then John, still laughing, realizes what he just heard and does a sort of puzzled look back up at Sherlock:

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And Sherlock just:

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And in conclusion, we’re not exactly looking at an aborted declaration of love.

Oh god, this hurts so good. I can’t stop feeling over this (>_<)

hunnnnie:

I want someone to really want me. Make a big deal about me, tell me I’m on your mind way too fucking much but you kinda like it. Make it completely obvious that I’m the person you want. Tell me you can’t wait to see me; show me how you feel so I can feel it too.
Make me feel something I’ve never felt before. Tell your friends about me & I’ll tell them about how you make butterflies swam my stomach. Want me as much as I want you.

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