sherlock: you should know that i consider myself married to my work
sherlock: come work with me 😉

Sherlock: Hey Rosie do you know the easiest way to get your dad’s attention? Watch this (he clicks a button on his phone and it plays Irene’s text tone)
John, not 1 second later: wHAT WAS THAT

John has an emergency at the hospital so Sherlock’s picking up Rosie from kindergarten

Sherlock: I am here to pick up Rosie Watson.
Teacher: And if I may ask who are you?
Sherlock: I am Rosie’s father.
Teacher: But I have seen Rosie’s father every day for the last two month and you sir are most definitely not him.
Sherlock does an eye roll
Sherlock: The OTHER one.
Teacher:Oh.
*chatter and gossiping among teachers and parents ensure*

mr-brightside24:

endlessbitchness:

anxiowl:

Please, Mofftiss, stop this. Look at that face, he is suffering again. Don’t make him say these things anymore.

Let Martin finally be a free man ~~(did you see what I did there) (sorry)~~. Release the fourth episode for real so he can speak freely once and for all! (x)

#FreeMartin

The face omg

Stop queerbaiting Martin Freeman 2k17 🎈

love-in-mind-palace:

angatita:

love-in-mind-palace:

love-in-mind-palace:

The case of the disappearing glass on Eurus’s prison cell will forever haunt me . I need an explanation for that first. Forget everything . Tell me how the fuck is that possible.

There is fucking reflection on the glass when Sherlock comes off the elevator like what the fuck

@love-in-mind-palace my biggest issue was how did they suspend that sign in the middle so steadily without there being fishing wire/string everywhere

I saw some production stills where the sign had a stand. So yeah they edited the stand out of the footage and now we have to believe that the sign was just suspending in mid-air. I am making no sense because that glass panel made no sense. Really that thing is the silliest plot point I have ever seen.

I am tearing my hair out as we speak.

and the sound of the violin was clearly being heard only through speakers?? I can see the throat mic working perhaps, but the violin…???

queer-until-proven-straight:

gaytheist:

the worst thing about all this? i can barely stand the thought of watching a completely different adaptation that doesn’t have these specific john and sherlock in it. i was so in love with this show and they took it away from me

they burned my heart out

The Final Problem was never about burning out Sherlock’s heart. It was always about destroying the audience in a never before seen, groundbreaking, heartbreaking flop.

incurablylazydevil:

incurablylazydevil:

And then the rug is pulled – it’s like you’ve been warning them for ages. ‘You aren’t paying any attention but we are going to pull this rug.’ So when you fall over you’ve got to think, ‘I was told and I didn’t listen.’ (x)

https://nobodylesbian.tumblr.com/post/155811166117/audio_player_iframe/nobodylesbian/tumblr_n9la3t0xm21svgsxy?audio_file=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fnobodylesbian%2F155811166117%2Ftumblr_n9la3t0xm21svgsxy

holdencaulfieldinthetardis:

“Hey There, John Watson” (a Johnlock-y rewrite of Hey There, Delilah)

Hey there, John Watson,

What’s it like back there in London?

I’m a thousand miles away,

But John, tonight I might come home

Just to see you

It’s such a foolish thing to do

But I need you

Hey there, John Watson,

I know you think that I died,

But in reality I faked it all

To help keep you alive

And now you’re free

Free from my mortal enemy

And free from me

Oh, what have you done to me?

Oh, my eyes can hardly see

Oh, what have you done to me?

Oh, what’s happening to me?

Now I can barely breathe

Hey there, John Watson,

I know seeing that was hard

But I did it all for you

And I’ll come home and heal

the scars so very soon

Can’t wait to come back home to you,

Sun to my moon

Hey there, John Watson,

There’s so much I didn’t say

If every single small deduction

Would still take your breath away

I’d say them all

Never again would I fall

We’d have it all

Oh, What have you done to me?

Oh, my eyes can hardly see

Oh, what have you done to me?

Oh, what’s happening to me?

I know I’ve been away awhile

But I can’t wait to see you smile

There’s so much you don’t know about my heart

That day we met in St. Bart’s lab,

The night I took off in the cab:

I’d never ask you for a better start

John Watson, I can promise you

That I’ll always be there for you

My universe will never be the same

And you’re to blame

Hey there, John Watson,

You be good and don’t you miss me

Two more years and I’ll be home with you,

Jim’s network will be hist’ry

Don’t be blue

You know I’m doing this for you

You can write up cases like you do

Hey there, John Watson,

Here’s to you

I’m missing you

Oh, what have you done to me?

Oh, my eyes can hardly see.

Oh, what have you done to me?

Oh, what’s happening to me?

I need you, don’t you see

It’s not a terrific recording, but all I have is a dinky microphone and a karaoke track, so whatever. But if anyone wants to re-record it, just make sure to credit the lyrics to me and send me a link so that I can reblog it. 🙂