a newly impassioned soul
|Hey, I'm Blue, I'm 26, full of ideas, void of action, from Germany and a big fan of A LOT of things.
Here, have a list: Sherlock (BBC), Sherlock Holmes (Ritchie), Supernatural, Harry Potter, Stargate Atlantis, Doctor Who, Cabin Pressure, CAPSLOCK and anything even just marginally related. Recently, Superwho, Wholock and Superwholock.
Also, sometimes I pretend I can draw. I know it's not much, but mostly it's good enough to recognise what I mean... I also pretend I can write, but never show anyone so as to not burst my happy bubble. This may yet change. I feel changey lately.
|Joh:||Got to wonder if he would deactivate himself.|
|Red:||He'd tie up all the loose ends, ensure that Dummy and the others were safe, happy and content on their last day - nothing to frighten them, they wouldn't have any idea of it.|
|Red:||He'd let them go first. Just gently put them to sleep, the way he always does. Says goodnight, and not be worry anymore, and that of course Sir misses them and he understands.|
|Red:||It'll be okay. And he'll put them to sleep, and they wont wake up again, but thats okay. He read their circuits and knows that, like him, they don't want to. He doesn't feel guilty.|
|Red:||He would run one last check to make sure that the company will be fine with Tonys successor.|
|Red:||Make sure everything was in order legally speaking.|
|Red:||And then just - turn himself off, using the firebreak code he wrote years ago when he realised this was the way to do things.|
|Red:||the one that prevents him or the other bots, from ever being turned on again.|
|Red:||help i made myself cry|
if you want to understand the psyche of our generation take a good look at the stories we tell ourselves about the future
Man, all the tags on that last drawing being like ‘omg marriiiiied!!!!’
Dirty, desperate, morally fucked up, adulterous sex on the floor....
suddenly i want to write an AU where John and Sherlock are longtime late-night-booty-call fuckbuddies without much of a relationship...
guess what there’s now a proof of this in book form coming to me in the mail
once i get it and decide it looks ok it will be...
So, yesterday I finally got around to watch “Les Mis” and I was sitting in the back row and to my left there were two relatively old men. (Like… 70...