in-the-tardis-with-the-doctor:
John Watson loves tea so much that he can’t take his eyes off it.
Priorities, sorted.
I actually laugh like a lunatic every time I see this.
This will forever be my favorite thing.
You could pour that tea a bit faster, Mycroft.
Hurry up now with that tea, Mycroft.
Sherlock you’re stealing all the attention away from the tea.
I really want that tea.
in your own time mycroft
but quite quickly
You forget Mycroft.
I was a soldier.
I killed people.
Because they didn’t POUR THE TEA QUICK ENOUGH.
Roses are red, Sherlock’s blood too, there’s pain in John’s voice, “He’s my friend let me through”
Roses are red
Bruises are blue
You say one more word
I’ll strangle youRoses are red
Thistles are prickly
I just have to say
that escalated quickly
Roses are red,
Your statement’s correct
But this is Tumblr m’dear,
What did you expect
Commissioned painting of a younger Sherlock from his university years. I’ve always pictured him looking a bit softer and less suspicious of everyone’s intentions back then.
My commissions are still closed as I’ve got a huge list to work through, but all the info is here if you’ve been asking!
Sherlock e-cards by Alice X. Zhang. Her work is amazing! These aren’t all of them, but Tumblr only lets me put in 10… You can find them all here. Please reblog with this comment, she deserves the credit for her hard work!
I’LL BURN THE HEART OUT OF YOU (Disney’s “Mulan” parody for Sherlockians)
WRITTEN & PERFORMED BY JamesMariarty (with help from Kirby)
((Click here to listen to my other Sherlock parody song, “One Post More”))DOWNLOAD AVAILABLE ON MY SOUNDCLOUD
LYRICS
MORIARTY
Let’s get down to business
Time to say goodbye
Solve our final problem
Or your friends will die
You’re the cleverest man I ever met,
But you can bet, before we’re through
Sherlock I’ll
Burn the heart
Out of you
Please dear, just come closer
Take a look below
Look, you’ve got an audience
Now it’s time to go
Well your doctor can’t protect you now
‘Cause he hasn’t got a clue
That I will
Burn the heart
Out of you
JOHN
I’m never gonna be in time
SHERLOCK
Say goodbye to those who knew me
JOHN
All I want to know is if he is okay
SHERLOCK
I need a moment for myself
MOLLY
I hope he’s gonna make it through this!
JOHN
Sherlock, just hold on please, I am on my way
(Make the jump)
MORIARTY
Stayin’ alive is so boring, innit?
(Make the jump)
‘Cause in the end, stayin’s all you do
(Make the jump)
Just kill yourself, it’s a lot less effort
Because deep inside, you know that it’s all true
I have told you earlier
“I O U a fall”
Seems you didn’t listen
Now step up that wall
It’s far sexier to finish this
With your death, with your adieu
See how I’ve
Burned the heart
Out of you
(Make the jump)
Stayin’ alive is so boring, innit?
(Make the jump)
‘Cause in the end, stayin’s all you do
(Make the jump)
Just kill yourself, it’s a lot less effort
Because deep inside, you know that it’s all true
Hey, John. How’s it hanging?
Thank you to live-like-the-doctor, evitisopyats, dalekiantime-lord and whoever else pointed out that “how’s it hanging?” is much funnier than “how’s it going?”
I can’t believe I didn’t notice it was a play on words…
I need more sleep.
<3
When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.
These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.
“And I promise you that you’re important. Don’t look at me like that- in all my 900 years I’ve never met someone who wasn’t important.”
“Cheer up mate, it gets better. Look at me, I was once a little kid living under the stairs. You’ll do fine.”
“Hey. I know it seems like life sucks, that you’ve got the devil on your tail. Hell, sometimes you do. But you’re strong enough to beat him. You’ve got friends at your back and family too, and that’s what really counts in the end.”
“Don’t be silly, they’re wrong about you; of course you matter. You’ve always mattered.”
Today I had a lecture about belief/religion and the lecturer asked what we believed in and some guy shouted “Sherlock Holmes” and then some other kid shouted back “Richard Brook was innocent” and they glared at each other across the room and then the lecturer just carried on with a slightly concerned look on her face.
I’m sure that Mrs. Hudson’s husband committed a great number of crimes in order to get sentenced to death. From the way she flinches when Sherlock slams his hands on the table, I’d say it’s safe to bet that one of his many crimes was spousal abuse.
Every time I watch The Great Game, one thing bothers me:
There is no way a genius like Sherlock would treat a gun like that. I mean, he’s literally scratching his head with it. He may walk on the wild side, but he’s not an idiot.
I watched this again the other night to prepare myself for Reichenbach Falls, when suddenly it hit me.
Where on earth did Sherlock get a gun from, anyway? Not John, definitely.
And then it hit me:
OH.
MY.
GOD.
HE’S BLUFFING!!!!
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.
