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).Â
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Stephen: *Hands Tony a bottle of water*
Tony: Thanks, what is this for?
Stephen: Rhodey mentioned something about you getting thirsty around me
Tony:*chokes on water*
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You can tell exactly when it shifted from losing a friend to losing the love of his life.
This just made my face light up so much!!
I'm crying!! 🥺
Just a random thought...
In Season 5 of Sherlock,
The first scene will be of a sunny morning in London, busy streets, people moving in and out of Speedy's, Mrs. Hudson making her morning cuppa while feeding Rosie who is sitting on her high chair.
Then it'll be Sherlock who wakes up first, he walks out of his room in a sheet, yawning, moving towards the table to glance over his petri dish where he's growing a kind of mould. John follows Sherlock out of the room and reaches for the newspaper and settles down in his armchair.
That's it! I'll leave it here :)
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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 :)
Idk why but I feel like Stephen is slowly losing his grip in the marvel fandom and just kinda fading away... his fans are few and few between. I hope his fans don’t die out. I relate to him so much more than a lot of the other character (Tony, Steve, Wanda, etc) but I feel like he doesn’t have as much of a place in the mcu as others do