

Benedict Cumberbatch reading Jabberwocky



Benedict Cumberbatch reading Jabberwocky
Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans
This is our old Six Flags I think? It was ruined after hurricane Katrina and they never bothered to restore it so they’re either gonna sell it for scrap metal or use it for movie sets.
Kell got surprised for his reaction. She wasn’t expecting that. “What?! Of course I am!” she stood up and frowned deep to Daniel as more tears ran down through her cheeks. “I hunted people for money, I tortured for fun and killed because it was an order!” She almost yelled, not to him but to herself. “My parents locked me in a asylum because I lost my mind , I have serious problems with drugs, I have anger issues, because they blame me for my brother’s death! A-And between many other things!”
“Don’t you dare say I’m not the bad guy here…Please…” She took off her glasses and threw it away before hide her face between her hands and whisper. “do you know how people call me on Brazil? The Lobato’s Devil.”
Daniel couldn’t- didn’t- want to believe it all. He just sat, his hand over his face as he listen to her angry shouts. He was doing well at keeping calm, but snapped at her last sentence.
“I DON’T CARE WHAT THEY CALL YOU!” He shouted. “I DON’T CARE! Kell, don’t you see, your actions define who you are. You may have done” his voice broke a little “you may have done dreadful things in the past, but look at you now: you’e shown me kindness and generosity beyond compare. Don’t be your own worst enemy. Please.”
She let out a small gasp and jumped in fright when Daniel shouted. Another unexpected reaction from Daniel. “I-I’m sorry… I-I’m so sorry Daniel…” The girl heard his words in a scared silence before lost strength on her legs and leaned against the wall as she broke into tears again. ” No, no no! I’m not like that… I’m not like you said… I’m not who you think I am…” Kathelyn buried her face between her knees when she slid down to the floor. Why Daniel was trying to cheer her up? Why he was being nice? She deserved none of his kind words.

Kell didn’t had time to say anything, she didn’t had strength enough to say anything either. She was limited to ran a finger through Charlie’s hair with a weak smile as a tear slid down through her cheek and the lights went out of her eyes.

//Omg! this is so adorable~ > u <
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It took a moment for Kell to speak again. “Three years and six months ago I was…” She almost choked on her own words. “I was a mercenary. I hunted, tortured and… Killed people…” She took of her coat and the gloves. She was wearing a black tank top so Daniel could see her scars for the first time. ” 65% of those are from my old life the rest are all thank to my father and his ‘friends’.”
Now, you got scared, scream and get out to never come back. Kell was already crying before she took off the gloves. “I’m sorry for keep this from you…”
Daniel was… shocked… or was he? He didn’t scream. He didn’t run. He just sat, staring at her scars, with him mouth in a small ‘o’ shape. His eyes were glazed over, not with disappointment, but with sadness. “C-come closer.” His voice crackled a little. He couldn’t move, but wanted to see the damage. “I-I- I don’t know what to say, Kell.”
“Please Daniel, say anything! Tell me what you’re thinking.” Kathelyn did what Daniel asked and she was glad that she didn’t lifted up her shirt to show the rest of the scars.”Just say something…” The silence was killing her.
Daniel tried hard not to wince at the scars. Tears were now bubbling in his eyes, but he forced them down. He never cried. Reaching to touch her shoulder, he could not believe the horror she must have gone through. “I. Need. A. Drink.” He said at last. He quickly followed it with. “It’s still not your fault, Kell. You’re not the bad guy.”
Kell got surprised for his reaction. She wasn’t expecting that. “What?! Of course I am!” she stood up and frowned deep to Daniel as more tears ran down through her cheeks. “I hunted people for money, I tortured for fun and killed because it was an order!” She almost yelled, not to him but to herself. “My parents locked me in a asylum because I lost my mind , I have serious problems with drugs, I have anger issues, because they blame me for my brother’s death! A-And between many other things!”

“Don’t you dare say I’m not the bad guy here…Please…” She took off her glasses and threw it away before hide her face between her hands and whisper. “do you know how people call me on Brazil? The Lobato’s Devil.”
John let out a gasp of pained air when he was dropped violently to the floor. ”Sherlock… Sherlock answer me….” he whispered in a hushed and inaudible tone. But his flat mate was out cold on the floor as more blood began to drip from his temple. Suddenly when John was about to give up he felt it. The gun. The soldier picked it up and stood on his two legs. There was no way in hell he was to hit Kell but the person responsible for this.
Instantly John saw movement in the darkness. Arthur. ’Bang!’ The bullet came flying right into Arthur’s shoulder. John didn’t want to kill him. Not yet. He still had to interrogate him after this but instantly the soldier pointed his gun at Jim. ”NOw then… time to end this Jim… Once and for all.”
Arthur fell backwards against the bars and he dropped his own gun as he cursed.
“Time to end this? Oh come on Johnny Boy! This is only the start of the game. you must complete this stage to move to the next one.” Said Jim from somewhere on the bleachers. “Anyway, I got bored of this stage and I have better things to do. But! Before I leave…”A sound extremely acute came out from the speakers making every single metallic thing quiver on the arena, even the guns and especially Kell’s arm.
The girl started to squirm and scream while she tried to take off her iron mask, making the sound were louder inside of it. Arthur tried to help her but Kell hit him with her claws and almost knocked him out. A few inches closer and she could rip Sherlock easy.
(Source: nekokell)

I love it when cats have this reaction to things, it’s just like, “HUMAN, EXPLAIN THIS BULLSHIT.”
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She shivered with excitement when the Time Lord whispered and slowly a smile came across her face. This is madness. Turn around and go home. This won’t end up well. Said a voice in the back of her head and Kell did what needed to be done. She jumped on the car and sat beside Daniel. “What’s a screwdriver?” She tilted her head at him, not giving a damn if he was lying or not. She would go with Daniel till the end of the galaxy just because she likes him, a lot..
Daniel punched the air with happiness as Kell sat next to him. “Yes!” He exclaimed. Turning to answer her, he pulled out the sonic screwdriver and pressed on it so that it glowed. “This is a screwdriver. A sonic one at that. a man I knew- he was called the Doctor, taught me how to make them. They can do practically anything… except open wooden doors.”
She giggled at his reaction Kell stared at the screwdriver and she almost jumped when she heard the noise. “Whoa! Anything? I’m in a might need of one of these.” The human tilted her head but she dared not to touch it. “Is this some sort of… Weapon?”

It took a moment for Kell to speak again. “Three years and six months ago I was…” She almost choked on her own words. “I was a mercenary. I hunted, tortured and… Killed people…” She took of her coat and the gloves. She was wearing a black tank top so Daniel could see her scars for the first time. ” 65% of those are from my old life the rest are all thank to my father and his ‘friends’.”
Now, you got scared, scream and get out to never come back. Kell was already crying before she took off the gloves. “I’m sorry for keep this from you…”
Daniel was… shocked… or was he? He didn’t scream. He didn’t run. He just sat, staring at her scars, with him mouth in a small ‘o’ shape. His eyes were glazed over, not with disappointment, but with sadness. “C-come closer.” His voice crackled a little. He couldn’t move, but wanted to see the damage. “I-I- I don’t know what to say, Kell.”
“Please Daniel, say anything! Tell me what you’re thinking.” Kathelyn did what Daniel asked and she was glad that she didn’t lifted up her shirt to show the rest of the scars.”Just say something…” The silence was killing her.


my life is complete
#NO THEFUNNIESTPOST DOT TUMBLR DOT COM #THIS IS NOT HYSTERICAL #THIS IS HOW A MOTHERFUCKING FAN WORKS #THERE IS NOTHING HYSTERICAL ABOUT MECHANICAL ENGINEERING FUCKNUGGET
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