i really wanna see this happen
so bad
Now that I made a Peter, I couldn’t help myself… I had to do Cumberbunny round up <3
bunnies by The Stitchy Button on etsy
sherlockholmeshasleftthelibrary:
Made a wrong turn Once or twice
Dug my way out Blood and fire
Bad decisions That’s alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated
Misplaced
Misunderstood
Miss no way it’s all good
It didn’t slow me down
Mistaken
Always second guessing
Underestimated
Look I’m still around
Pretty, pretty please
Don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than
Fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel like you’re nothing
You’re
fucking perfect
perfect
to me
Hey you,
guess what?
and
also
Never forget that <3
Never let anyone make you feel less than perfect.
xo
oh my god i thought this was gonna be one of those sad fandom posts but it was so much better
Im so emotional right now and this is not helping i am sobbing and i dont know why
this is what i needed right now
sherlockscockywink wanted a food fight. So here we go, silly and smutty:
Food Fight – Sherlock promised to make breakfast, but when does anything go according to plan?
teaser below the cut
John and Sherlock stood in their pants in the early morning kitchen. John was glaring at the mess in Sherlock’s frying pan. “That is NOT how you make an omlette,” growled John.
“Cooking is science,” said Sherlock calmly. “I am certain I am more than capable of producing an adequate breakfast.”
John reached past him and snatched the spatula. “You are a menace .”
Sherlock looked at his pan. “We did agree I would make breakfast today.”
“Yes and there’s a reason I don’t let you near the tea.”
The taller man pouted. “But John…”
Leaning up John kissed him gently, reaching for the pan at the same time. Sherlock caught his hand and there was a brief struggle for control until suddenly it slipped out of both their hands and Sherlock had egg running down his leg. John giggled.
Sherlock looked down at him, dragged his fingers through the mess and flicked it at him.
