Welcome to Britain, where our prime minister makes the papers for wearing loafers
I will never not reblog John Watson’s rage-sniff.
You mean sick ass lightning tattoos
Best description I’ve ever heard
ASK31：Holmes brother’s daily life.
I’m going away over the next week. I have access to here via my phone data but I’m not sure how the signal will be so apologies for any absences :)
While still alive they did divide
Their favourites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I’ve never yet been wrong,
I’ll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!