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i am chafed

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Mary and Sherlock

I love the relationship between Mary and Sherlock because she likes him, in the best way possible. She doesn't think he's strange or a freak. She accepts him easily and when he's helping her with her wedding, she just accepts that he's telling her that certain people hate her. 

She'd hype him up, a bit like John (all the "amazing!"s). Now, people might be salty against her for some obvious reasons, but before those things happened she was such a wonderfully accepting person. She played along with his cynicism. She hung out with him and gladly accepted a list of people who hate her ("anyone else who hates me?" Sherlock hands her a list. "oh!") without calling him anything insulting or getting offended. 

And that's why I loved Mary Elizabeth Watson and her accepting relationship with Sherlock.

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So.

Take me back to Constantinople

No you can’t go back to Constantinople

Been a long time gone Constantinople

Why did Constantinople get the works?

That’s nobody’s business but the Turks

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best vegan in the world: benedict cumberbatch 

reason? i didn't fuckin know until he just casually mentioned it while eating korean food

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I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really

like Frank Sinatra

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I really liked it in Captain Marvel when Nick Fury drops the magazine from the gun and then he tries to shoot it but when it doesn’t work he just YEETS it at Talos. This is a shape-shifting space alien and you’re just gonna YEET it at him? Okay, proceed.

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so

i was scrolling though my pinterest and i saw a picture of benedict cumberbatch and even though i should be used to seeing him suddenly i still choked

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How expensive do you think a piano made of femurs would cost?

i’m more concerned about the emotional and psychological cost tbh

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me writing anything

me: you don't understand

character: please

me: i have to do it

character: no

me: for my wife and kids

character: *sobs*

me: here goes nothing

me:

me: you are now gay

character: NOT AGAIN

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Okay, hello.

I’m Cas. This is my shitpost account. I like it very much. I don’t know what my thought process was when I decided to make this blog. I’m trans (non-binary, so they/them) and panromantic. I’m always tired and I’m practically living off caffeine. I’m a nerd and a bit of a bitch but that’s okay. 

I live in Australia, but I’ve watched so but BBC that I now have a British accent, so everyone’s like “woah are you British???” No, I’m not. 

I love John Mulaney, BBC’s Sherlock, Marvel, Harry Potter, Supernatural, Doctor Who, and a lot more. Just ask me.

I really like gay ships and fan fiction. I’m an artist, I do have an artist blog. I am, in fact, an evil gerbil. I hate humans, I don’t trust them, though ironically I am human.

I’m in love with Benedict Cumberbatch, everyone I am acquainted with knows that. It’s a bit of a problem.

I can write and draw. I speak fluent sarcasm, slightly less fluent Japanese, less fluent still English, and my Polish is okie-dokie.

I’m supposed to be quirky but I’m just a dick. Thanks for reading, not like you care, I’ve been Cas, you’ve been wonderful, have a great night.

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The life of a high-schooler in a strict Catholic school:

Crying over nothing

Getting angry over nothing

Trying to steal your parent’s alcohol

Eating 2-minute noodles every single day

“I’m broke”

“Why does that bitch get a boyfriend and we’re single?”  “It’s probably because we’re antisocial” “Oh, yeah...”

fuck this, i’m dropping out

“I have not slept for three days”

the How Long Did I Sleep Last Night competitions

Whomst the fuck

“Good luck, newbies. Get ready to die.”

That feeling when you honestly think you’re doing okay and then you get your first bad grade of the year

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that one baby at church

so i was in church and there was this asian family sitting in front of me, and they had this cute little baby girl. i love little babies (no other humans, only babies) so i was waving and smiling and she was smiling back. 

After a bit, she started playing with and chewing on her dad's keys. and i was like dear god, this is cute. She would always turn to me and my dad and give us her squinty-eyed smile. 

Her parents were motioning for the keys back, but she would shake her head and go "mah!". And then, she leaned over the pew, waved the keys at me, and dropped them in my hands. I started laughing silently, and she started giggling too. I said, "sorry" and put the keys on the pew next to the mum. 

And then the baby picked it up and gave the keys to me again. So I handed it to her brother. 

And the baby stole the keys, and handed it to me again. And I gave it back to the brother. And it went in a loop like that until the brother gave a super-loud laugh and put the keys in his pocket. So the baby tried with different objects. With a phone, with a wallet. 

And I just couldn't stop laughing at this little baby's shenanigans. It was probably the best church mass I had in my life. I love babies. Especially this one. She's so cute and I really, really enjoy being behind her in mass. Babies are good.