painlock:

i can’t stop wondering what happened after greg came over at baker street, like he read sherlock’s speech and he just stared at sherlock in disbelief for a few minutes because they were all right and the bastard is madly in love with john

emmagrant01:

painlock:

martinfreethebooty:

imjohnlocked:

u want me to explain ‘one sided love where the other person finds out’?

here – 

it was one sided a long time ago…

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it’s one-sided from both sides that could fucking happen only to them

And that, right there, is why we write Johnlock fic. Right there.

violethuntress:

onthelosingside:

mirdeedee:

onthelosingside:

darlingbenny:

#they are laughing about poopin’

OR ARE THEY.

I know we’ve all been wondering about this the last couple of days, but isn’t it possible this is referring to all of the running around in terror the night before?

what is this, actual logic?!

Well, let’s say they did sweat all of the drug out running around the night before!

to then continue the “they also had sex the night before” theory…

– Sherlock keeps bringing John things like coffee and ketchup to try to distract him from figuring out that he [attempted to] drug him.

– What else might have have done to try to distract him from figuring out that he [attempted to] drug him?

– say, the night before?

– that was SO successful at distracting him that he didn’t even put 2 and 2 together until this very moment, at breakfast?

– we know they were sharing a room.

– we know in all likelihood the adrenaline of the chase and the effects of the drug would not have facilitated an easy drift-off-to-sleep-as-soon-as-your-head-hits-the-pillow scenario.

– Sherlock doesn’t want John to start figuring out what he [attempted to] do.

– Ergo, he threw him up against the wall the second they got through the bedroom door.

– Thinking he could easily blame it all on the drugs if John objected.

– But he didn’t.

cumberbear:

Really, what I’m looking forward to the most is just having John back home at Baker Street. Them solving crimes, blogging about it, having domestics over the milk. That is what it is all about. Just the two of them, existing side by side. Loving each other more than they ever thought possible, and living out the rest of their lives together. That is it. That is the heart and soul of their story. I miss it so much.