Ok, But… Ahm… Ben… I’m In Shock

that moment by the end of the BFI Screening when they’re leaving and Ben waits for Martin and he wraps his arm around Martin’s waist and Martin strokes his back….. I am just…

Many Happy Returns William Sherlock Scott Holmes 💗

BLOODY HELL BBC WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US!

till death do us part // magazine edition series [x]

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We spend so much time reading fanfic and theorizing this show that we forget who Sherlock Holmes really is.  He’s a man who picks on others’ sex lives as a way to joke around and fit in.  He’s a man who - contrary to what he’d want everyone to believe - actually has friends he cares deeply about.  He’s a man who knows he’s physically attractive.  He’s a man who laughs deep and long, who hugs and kisses his landlady, who spends his life helping people and asking no payment in return.  He’s a genius with a lot of baggage but he loves and feels deeper than most people do, which is why he thinks he needs to squash his emotions so often.  He’s threatened by his sentiment because it IS a large, overbearing part of himself.  He knows this, which is why he overcompensates by parading around as a sociopath who doesn’t understand sentiment at all so no one will ask him about it.  Sherlock is the man who urged everyone at the wedding to cheer up because he made them unreasonably sad and didn’t want to see them cry.  He’s the man who almost started crying along with a client who cried talking about her date that didn’t properly end things with her.  He’s the man who held a client’s hand and offered comforting support as she explained the loss of the love of her life.  He’s the man who urged a gay woman to come out of the closet to her family because love and happiness are what matter in the end.  He isn’t afraid to touch John, kiss Molly’s cheek, or receive hugs.  When John hugs him during his best man speech, Sherlock acts as if it’s the most normal thing in the world.  He even keeps talking to the crowd while John’s arms are still around him! He was comfortable enough to carry on with John’s arm around him.  Affection isn’t something scarce and foreign to Sherlock, and it certainly doesn’t frighten him.  He’s afraid of pain, heartbreak, loss, death - the things Moriarty spit at him in his mind palace - which are common with getting too close to someone.  Sherlock is a man with impulses and a porn preference, with friends and feelings.  Sherlock is not a cold, calculating machine.  Sherlock is not a brain without a heart.  Sherlock is an ordinary man.  

he was cold and dark & he was warm and light