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thesmokinsmolder:

Always reblog. haha

what??? why have i never seen this before?? xD
Eugene’s like ummmmm what?

xxladybugdisney:

thesmokinsmolder:

Always reblog. haha

what??? why have i never seen this before?? xD

Eugene’s like ummmmm what?

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thorlokid:

Chris Evans, impersonating Tom’s impression of Chris playing Loki, pretending to be Captain America vs Tom Hiddleston, impersonating Chris Evans, as Loki, pretending to be Captain America  

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AVPSY: Darren breaks character

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John Watson. My friend, John Watson. John.

When John first broached the subject of being best man, I was confused. I confess at first I didn’t realise he was asking me. When finally I understood, I expressed to him that I was both flattered and surprised. I explained to him that I had never expected this request and I was a little daunted in the face of it. I nonetheless promised that I would do my very best to accomplish a task which was, for me, as demanding and difficult as any I had ever contemplated. Additionally, I thanked him for the trust he had placed in me and indicated that I was, in some ways, very close to being moved by it. It later transpired that I’d said none of this out aloud.

I’m afraid John, I can’t congratulate you. All emotions, and in particular love, stand opposed to the pure, cold reason I hold above all things. A wedding is, in my considered opinion, nothing short of a celebration of all that is false and specious and irrational and sentimental in this ailing and morally comprimised world. Today we honoour the death-watch beetle that is the doom of our society and, in time- one feels certain- our entire species.

But anyway, let’s talk about John.

If I burden myself with a little help-mate during my adventures, it is not out of sentiment or caprice- it is that he has many fine qualities of his own that he has overlooked in his obsession with me. Indeed, any reputation I have for mental acuity and sharpness comes, in truth, from the extraordinary contrast John so selflessly provides. It is a fact, I believe, that brides tend to favour exceptionally plain bridesmaids for their big day. There is a certain analogy there, I feel. And contrast is, after all, God’s own plan to enhance the beauty of his creation, or it would be if God were not a ludicrous fantasy designed to provide a career opportunity for the family idiot.

The point I’m trying to make is that I am the most unpleasant, rude, ignorant and all-round obnoxious arsehole that anyone could possibly have the misfortune to meet.

I am dismissive of the virtuous, unaware of the beautiful, and uncomprehending in the face of the happy. So if I didn’t understand I was being asked to be best man, it is because I never expected to be anybody’s best friend. Certainly not the best friend of the bravest and kindest and wisest human being I have ever had the good fortune of knowing.

John, I am a ridiculous man. redeemed only by the warmth and constancy of your friendship. But, as I’m apparently your best friend, I cannot congratulate you on your choice of companion.

Actually, now I can.

Mary, when I say you deserve this man, it is the highest compliment of which I am capable. John, you have endured war, and injury, and tragic loss (so sorry again about that last one)

So know this: today you sit between the woman you have made your wife and the man you have saved – in short, the two people who love you most in all this world. And I know I speak for Mary as well when I say we will never let you down, and we have a lifetime ahead to prove that.

— Sherlock Holmes- Sherlock, Series three, Episode two, The Sign of Three.  (via aemiley)
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