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torporcelain:

yccallmejulie:

Cate Blanchett and Nicole Kidman

Oh my god I just came. UUUGGGGGHHHH.

torporcelain:

yccallmejulie:

Cate Blanchett and Nicole Kidman

Oh my god I just came. UUUGGGGGHHHH.

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torporcelain:

yccallmejulie:

Cate Blanchett and Nicole Kidman

Oh my god I just came. UUUGGGGGHHHH.

torporcelain:

yccallmejulie:

Cate Blanchett and Nicole Kidman

Oh my god I just came. UUUGGGGGHHHH.

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benedictatorship:

lornasp:

Benedict’s deleted scene

for some reason I appear to be singing “gay gay gaygay gay gay gaaay gaaaaay” to the Harry Potter theme tune…

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tarabad:

amessofawesome:

THE IMMORTAL 5

 
“No shred evidence. No blood, no prints, not even a fucking hair! That’s the second time this week!” The Inspector’s voice echoing though the large building.
“Inspector Lestrade!” A CSU agent, Lestrade never bothered to find out the name of, ran towards him “We found this on the floor in the vault” The CSU agent handed Inspector Lestrade a small white card. “There’s nothing else I’m afraid, but you might want to take a look at it.” He walked away evidently giving up on the search as he began to remove his white uniform.
“It looks like a business card.” Inspector Gregson had a talent for stating the obvious. “What does it say?”
“It just says: ‘The Five’.” Lestrade stared blankly at the little card.
“What in blazes is that supposed to mean?”
“No idea…” Lastrade pondered for a moment. “New guy! Over here” Lestrade demanded, his attention still held by the tiny object.
“Yes, sir?” The new officer jogged over to his superior and waited for his orders.
“What’s your name?”
“Fox, sir”
“Fox, I want you to find out all you can about ‘The Five’ and make it quick.” Lestrade ordered, quickly showing the card to the new recruit and then bagging the evidence, handing it over without bothering to take even a look at the underling. Fox grabbed the bag and headed out the large, heavy doors of the prestigious Old City Bank, still without so much of a first look from his superior.
A few moments passed with quiet contemplation from the two detectives as they stood watching the CSU finish packing their equipment.
“When did we get new recruits?” Gregson asked as Lestrade began to question how Gregson could have made it to the title of inspector, despite not actually having an answer himself; he has bigger things to worry about.
“I don’t know” Lestrade answered, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Quite frankly, I don’t care. It’s less on my plate at the end of the day.”
Gregson nodded in agreement with a smile.
Outside, Fox headed down the street at a brisk pace, turning right down an ally. If anyone had of been paying attention they’d have thought this was unusual for an officer as the station was in the very opposite direction. He flung his hat off and tossed it in a large garbage bin as he whistled an unknown tune. Continuing his pace, he glanced behind him, checking for followers. Finding none; he grinned.
“You’ve done it again, old boy” Nigel Griffin thought to himself. ”Right under their noses.” His smile broadened when he turned left down another ally. A black car sat idle, waiting for him. He came to a sudden stop and reached down for a bag hidden behind some folded cardboard boxes. He put on the hat and coat he retrieved from the bag, replacing them with the stolen uniform. Finished his task, he tucked the bag under his arm and headed for the card, humming the same unknown tune.
“It is done. They have nothing” He reported, as he got into the back seat of the car, he sat down.
“Well done, Nigel” His boss looked at him, very clearly satisfied with his work.
“Thank you, Helen.” Nigel gloated, giving her the once over. A black knee length skirt and matching blazer does wonders on a woman. Especially this woman. She’s as radiant as ever.
She leaned her head on his shoulder and he offered her his arm for her to hold, which she accepted.
“And now we wait.” Helen stated. Nigel rested his cheek on the top of her head. The car, driven by a very tall, very hairy man, headed downtown.

tarabad:

amessofawesome:

THE IMMORTAL 5

“No shred evidence. No blood, no prints, not even a fucking hair! That’s the second time this week!” The Inspector’s voice echoing though the large building.

“Inspector Lestrade!” A CSU agent, Lestrade never bothered to find out the name of, ran towards him “We found this on the floor in the vault” The CSU agent handed Inspector Lestrade a small white card. “There’s nothing else I’m afraid, but you might want to take a look at it.” He walked away evidently giving up on the search as he began to remove his white uniform.

“It looks like a business card.” Inspector Gregson had a talent for stating the obvious. “What does it say?”

“It just says: ‘The Five’.” Lestrade stared blankly at the little card.

“What in blazes is that supposed to mean?”

“No idea…” Lastrade pondered for a moment. “New guy! Over here” Lestrade demanded, his attention still held by the tiny object.

“Yes, sir?” The new officer jogged over to his superior and waited for his orders.

“What’s your name?”

“Fox, sir”

“Fox, I want you to find out all you can about ‘The Five’ and make it quick.” Lestrade ordered, quickly showing the card to the new recruit and then bagging the evidence, handing it over without bothering to take even a look at the underling. Fox grabbed the bag and headed out the large, heavy doors of the prestigious Old City Bank, still without so much of a first look from his superior.

A few moments passed with quiet contemplation from the two detectives as they stood watching the CSU finish packing their equipment.

“When did we get new recruits?” Gregson asked as Lestrade began to question how Gregson could have made it to the title of inspector, despite not actually having an answer himself; he has bigger things to worry about.

“I don’t know” Lestrade answered, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Quite frankly, I don’t care. It’s less on my plate at the end of the day.”

Gregson nodded in agreement with a smile.

Outside, Fox headed down the street at a brisk pace, turning right down an ally. If anyone had of been paying attention they’d have thought this was unusual for an officer as the station was in the very opposite direction. He flung his hat off and tossed it in a large garbage bin as he whistled an unknown tune. Continuing his pace, he glanced behind him, checking for followers. Finding none; he grinned.

“You’ve done it again, old boy” Nigel Griffin thought to himself. ”Right under their noses.” His smile broadened when he turned left down another ally. A black car sat idle, waiting for him. He came to a sudden stop and reached down for a bag hidden behind some folded cardboard boxes. He put on the hat and coat he retrieved from the bag, replacing them with the stolen uniform. Finished his task, he tucked the bag under his arm and headed for the card, humming the same unknown tune.

“It is done. They have nothing” He reported, as he got into the back seat of the car, he sat down.

“Well done, Nigel” His boss looked at him, very clearly satisfied with his work.

“Thank you, Helen.” Nigel gloated, giving her the once over. A black knee length skirt and matching blazer does wonders on a woman. Especially this woman. She’s as radiant as ever.

She leaned her head on his shoulder and he offered her his arm for her to hold, which she accepted.

“And now we wait.” Helen stated. Nigel rested his cheek on the top of her head. The car, driven by a very tall, very hairy man, headed downtown.

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1 day ago

marmosette:

Also:

I would have you right now, on this table, until you begged for mercy twice.

(Source: 221bgallifrey)

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bittersuites:

When Mycroft comes back into his office, this is what he finds…

bittersuites:

When Mycroft comes back into his office, this is what he finds…

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