But really? This is what hiatus does to us?
Sums up the sherlock fandom
He could be the making of my brother– or make him worse than ever.
❝Working with Martin is a joy, it really is.
The infuriating thing about Martin is that he will get his sides, like he’ll get his script, and he’ll say ‘right, go over it with me’, and he’ll read it once, he’ll read it twice, and then he’ll say ‘test me’, and he’ll know his lines verbatim. It’s so infuriating because it takes me quite a while to learn lines, but he just knows them straight away.❞
I. am. death.
#ohno #onemorebaby #onewasenough #sosoon
sherlock and the kid.
Yeah, Mary and John are in for a real treat.
THEY HAVE A CODEWORD FOR ‘WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT SHERLOCK’
Always reblog the no-look pass.
Could he just make an entrance like in the first gif every time he enters a room? He looks so cool when he does that.
No, but what if every time John walked into a room that Sherlock was in, he would just throw something to Sherlock, whatever had to do with the case, or just a pen, and Sherlock would use it, because John could tell what he wanted each time. Pen, shoe, scarf, phone, tea mug, anything.
Then, the day after Reichenbach, out of habit, John walked into the flat, and instinctively picked up and pen and threw it. He only remembered Sherlock wasn’t there when he heard the pen clatter to the ground.
nice to meet you satan
Three years have gone by and finally John has lost the habit of throwing things to a man who is no longer there. He’s broken at least 8 mugs since Sherlock’s dea- no. He still cannot think the word. As long as he refuses to believe Sherlock is gone, he will still be there.
One night after a particularly long day consisting of far too many meetings John walks home to 221B. He imagines Sherlock’s eye-rolling, and scoffing reactions to Anderson’s many idiotic theories about their latest killer, and smiles to himself. He unlocks the door, enters, and throws his jacket over the nearest chair. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Sherlock’s old mobile, and for a moment forgets everything that happened. He wraps his hand around the device, and tosses it behind him, silently cursing himself for probably breaking one of the last pieces of Sherlock in his possession, as he waits for the inevitable clatter of plastic on wood. But there is no sound.
YOU MADE IT BETTER
YOU SOOTHED THE WOUND
IM SO PROUD OF THIS FANDOM FOR MAKING SOMETHING SAD BECOME HAPPY
I had to pause my music to read this because it was that good
I wish i had the pirate ‘I’m going to fuck that’ meme at hand.
Fuck, look at his face.
benedict put more emotion into the two seconds his face was on camera than every actor in the universe in their entire movies.