I'VE NEVER SEEN A MORE PERFECT SUMMARY
A Study In Pink [Sherlock] : what I retained
John: life is shit
Psy: ok
John: war
Psy: ok thank u now pay me
*some war nightmares and a gun later, in a park*
John: *life is shit face*
Mike: hey im the fat dude remember
John: hey life is shit, also war
Mike: cool, lemme introduce you to my sociopath gay friend who is not my friend because i dissappear from the whole serie after I make you two fall in love forever
John: what
Mike: eheh
*in a room with a dead body, a sociopath and a rejected girl loving dead bodies and sociopaths*
Mike: yo
Sherlock: *gay look towards the new pretty soldier* im interested but not showing it cause im a queen
John: here take my phone and all my clothes if you need
Sherlock: oW
Sherlock: afghanistan or Iraq
Sherlock: also Molly lol you ugly
John: * .....has stop working....*
Mike: eheh
Sherlock: i like cute blond army soldiers lets live together and do everything together from now
John: sounds good i dont find this creepy at all
Sherlock: *winks*
John:♡o♡
Mike: eheh
*new home*
Sherlock: call me by my first name but you can call me how you want i dont care. love me please
Mrs.Hudson: look at my gay baby boys
John: no
Sherlock: thank you
John: what a shit decoration taste
John: also you're pretty but you're website is shit
Sherlock: this was rude but you're cute
Sherlock: wanna see a corpse
John: wow so romantic im coming
*around a corpse*
Sherlock: deductions deductions deductions
John: how marvelous
John: take me
Lestrade: im out
Donovan: the psycho is a bitch
John: no you
*somewhere we dont care in london*
Mycroft: im the master of cameras
John: Ridiculous. I wanna find my new boyfriend
Mycroft: also the master of mysterious cabs
John: ok
John: hey you're a girl so im flirting with you because im not gay and im not into the cheekbones guy
Anthea: do i look like i give a shit
John: *entering another dark place* ridiculous.
Mycroft: i wanna scare you
John: ridiculous
Mycroft: look at my pretty umbrella
John: i just wanna go home you weirdo
Mycroft: i know everything about you
John: lol big coat man already did that im not impressed anymore
John: also war
Sherlock: *texting his new boyfriend*
John: gotta go, bye bitches
John: jusg taking my gun on my way
Anthea: do I look like I give a shit
*with pretty boyfriend*
Sherlock: lol nothing just wanted to see you
John: i find this perfectly normal
Sherlock: text a serial killer please
John: okay
John: wait wha-
Sherlock: you're better looking than my skull friend
Sherlock: date?
John: YES
John: I mean no because im not gay but YES
*during the not gay date*
Angelo: you cute and gay
Sherlock: thank you
John: no
Sherlock: eat
John: ok
Angelo: here some gay candles
John: no
Sherlock: thank you
John: you single?
Sherlock: this is literally a date
John: no
Sherlock: i dont like girls
John: cool
John: I keep that information
John: for no gay reason
John: *bi lipslicking*
Sherlock: RUN
John: WHEREVER YOU GO
Sherlock: lol it was a test, means you dont need your cane
John: what cane?
Sherlock: why are there idiots in our flat
Anderson: *idiots stuff*
Sherlock: *clash*
John: dats my boy
Sherlock: I solved the case
Cabbie: cool now come so i can kill you
Sherlock: no
Cabbie: but it's fun
Sherlock: ok
John: why the hell nobody noticed that the super annoying good looking detective left
Anderson: he is a psycho
John: oh you're the boyfriend of the bitch you bitch
*somewhere lost and dark that we can easily find with a gps*
Sherlock: im smarter
Cabbie: im smarter
Sherlock: this is a fake gun
Cabbie: you're smarter
Sherlock: but im playing your game anyway because my life is boring and death is fun
Cabbie: *gets shot*
Sherlock: oh no but this is not fun
Sherlock: how do i know if im the smarter now
Dying cabbie: moriarty
Sherlock: lets go for two seasons then
Sherlock: means 5 more episodes lol
*among useless policemen and police cars doing beep beep*
Lestrade: put the blanket on
Sherlock: I dont need a blanket dad i worked hard dad
Lestrade: who shot
Sherlock: my deduction skills tell me it's a cute blond army doctor but ive no idea who
John: *is here and good looking but still no gay*
Sherlock: oops
Lestrade: can you repeat everything because I'm cute and nice but not very smart
Sherlock: nope
Sherlock: but im putting the blanket on, look dad
Lestrade: it's all fine then
Sherlock: *throws the blanket away to look good in front of cute blond army doctor*
John: look at my innocent face
Sherlock: this shot was quite badass
John: okay it was me
Sherlock: hot
John: I know right
Mycroft: and now do i scare you
John: youve got a serious problem
Sherlock: stop playing with my date you little shit bro im the queen
John: okay weird fam
John: you idiot
Sherlock: ok but you're so cute when you say that
Sherlock: take me
John: what
Sherlock: another not gay date?
John: yes yes yes yes
John: with candles
Mycroft: ok i ship them
Anthean: do I look like I give a shit again
These scenes give a lot of "husbands" vibes
For my 7k Followers Celebration ↳ @archervale requested: early seasons destiel or late seasons destiel
sometimes i just think about how proud ACD would be of all of his fanfic authors yknow? Like, he wrote all his life without the freedom to express the truth of the story and he would be so happy to know that people still heard him, and that we can finally take Holmes and Watson into the light where they belong even if he couldn't/// it's got me tearing up shawty
LOL hahaha! Well, as far as I know, ACD didn’t like his character Sherlock Holmes (hence the famous “do whatever you want” quote about him), given the annoyance at having to bring the character back, but I don’t know much about ACD outside of what I read from other people’s meta and thoughts, LOL. But yes, given that I do think he intended on implying Holmes/Watson, I think today he’d be pleased people do love his creation and I don’t think he would be upset about Johnlock hahah. But we will never know. Can only hope and speculate :)
Sherlock and John husbands moments:
this gif basically sums up sherlock’s and john’s day at home. sherlock shouting at the TV making deductions while john blogs. pretty domestic life.
john talking to sherlock about his day and sherlock being amused by how ridiculous john could be some time. it’s so cute i wanna die
pulling pranks/joking at each other. i loved this scene so fucking much that i just couldn’t not include this
sherlock knowing that his husband john is a romantic. and this one… god…
john keeping sherlock on track when he gets carried away on cases. i mean in which world is this NOT a husband job?
taking notice and making comments of each other’s appearance
john making sure that sherlock’s public image is good enough
saving sherlock from the embarrassment saying lestrade’s name wrong again. bless you for this scene (credit to: cumberbatchlives.tumblr.com)
they are ready to kill/be killed for each other
fucking husbands WITH A BABY
TELL ME THAT THESE ARE NOT HUSBAND MOMENTS
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john found out sherlock pretended to be busy and didn’t come to his birthday and he’s literally like he wasn’t busy he just struggled to fit in. this is like the sweetest most understanding thing he could say. i am the saddest person and i w an t t o cry.
Someone write this fic nowww!!!!!!!
Fic idea
Dean goes to crash Sam's wedding because he found something shitty about Sam's fiance and is trying to save his baby brother
But he crashes the wrong wedding
"Don't do it! She's not who you want!" Dean yells the second he kicks open the Chappelle doors
Castiel doesn't wanna marry so and so, has been trying to get out of this arraigned bullshit for years
Sees a crazy dude crash his wedding and literally jumps at the opportunity. Doesn't think, just looks at his dad all "He's right father. She's not. I'm gay for that man!" Really awkwardly then runs to Dean, puts all his faith into this and jumps into his arms
Dean has no fucking idea what he just did, but the guards are behind him and now the groom in his arms is going "Run! Run! Run!"
And now Dean is running to his Impala, stuffing Castiel in it, and speeding away with him because fuck his life
And now Castiel is stuck in a road trip to save this random guy's brother from a sham marriage
This is 🥺🥺
“Oh look,” said John. “There’s a bee.”
“Hmmm,” Sherlock agreed, noting the colour of the abdomen, the hairs prevalent on the thorax. “ Anthidium maculatum. Wood carder bee,” he added at John’s mildly exasperated look. “One of many species of solitary bees.”
“I thought bees live together in a hive?” John said, watching the little creature as it clambered up a stem.
“That’s a common misconception,” Sherlock said, rifling through a cabinet in his mind palace for the correct information. “In the UK, there are around two hundred and seventy species of bee, and two hundred and fifty of those species are solitary bees.”
“Huh,” John said, peering even closer. “So this little lady doesn’t have a family and friends to go back to?”
“Little gentleman,” Sherlock corrected. “And no, probably not. He might spend some time with a mate, if it suits him, but for much of his life he will be alone - flying from one flower to the next, foraging, and doing exactly as he wishes.”
“Sounds a bit lonely,” John said, and Sherlock snorted.
“No need to romanticise the bee, John. I assure you, he is quite content with his solitary life.”
“I’m not so sure,” John mused, and they both watched as the bee moved on to a different stem. “It’s all very well visiting all these places, seeing all these things. But with no-one to share them with? Not sure I’d like that.”
“Really? I would like it just fine,” Sherlock said, and this time it was John who snorted.
A bit peeved, Sherlock eyed him. “What?”
“You? You go mad when you don’t have someone to talk to - so mad that you start talking to inanimate objects. You love explaining about things you’ve seen, things you’ve learned. And you like having a place to come home to every night, with someone familiar there. We’re flatmates, remember - though I’m pretty sure you don’t need help with the rent. You are no more a solitary bee than I am.”
Sherlock stared at him.
John was still watching the bee, though his cheeks had gone a bit pink. “What’s it doing now?”
With some difficulty, Sherlock brought his attention back to the insect. “It’s collecting the tiny hairs from the stem of the plant. Wood carder bees use those to build their nests.”
“So… this one did find someone to go home to, after all,” John said slowly. He was watching Sherlock from the corner of his eye, and inexplicably, Sherlock blushed.
“I… I suppose he did,” he said, and made sure to keep his eyes fixed on the delicate fluffy body in front of him, that flew around against all laws of physics.
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The lovely @alifetimeaheadtoprovethat drew this little doodle for me, so I decided to write a little ficlet to go with it <3 This is our entry for the @sherlockchallenge this month (prompt: One).
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