tendergingergirl:

pinkpassionpop:

ok so let me get this straight Sherlock knowing he’s gonna die within 6 months takes a bunch of drugs gets on the plane and reads about how he and John first MET then has some fucked up trippy dream about victorian times where he fantasizes about john taking an interest in his SEXUAL life how he has IMPULSES and John and Mary having ZERO love/ chemistry sherlock ADMITS he and JOhN drifted apart cos JOHN moved out THEN JOHN KILLS MORIARTY for sherlock John literally saving sherlock from HIS DEEPEST DARKEST DEMONS ! in the most cheesy rom com setting !  the darkest part of his subconcious thinks he should ELOPE with JOHN and no lets not get this straight this is the opposite of straight 

John: how do you know I’m looking for a flat share?
Sherlock: I told mike this morning that I need a hot flatmate, now he brings me a bisexual military man with an adrenaline addiction lol pls, doesn’t take a genius
Sherlock:
Sherlock:
Sherlock: I am a genius tho
Sherlock: just to make that very clear
Sherlock:
Sherlock: please like me

the-7-percent-solution:

incurablylazydevil:

Sonnet 57 by William Shakespeare

Being your slave, what should I do but tend 
Upon the hours and times of your desire? 
I have no precious time at all to spend, 
Nor services to do, till you require. 
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour 
When you have bid your servant once adieu; 
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought 
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose, 
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are how happy you make those.
   So true a fool is love that in your will,
   Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill. 

“Fifty-seven of those texts…. the one’s I’ve heard.”

71 and Johnlock? In case the writing meme is still on :D

John and Sherlock were going through the crowded square when Sherlock suddenly grabbed John’s arm. “Kiss, me, quick!”

“Wha..” John was cut off my Sherlock’s lips on his own. For a moment, he froze, then enthusiastically kissed him back.

The world seemed to stop around them, then Sherlock pulled away. “Excellent acting,” he said, darting off at a run.

John was left blinking for a few heartbeats, then cursed and took off after him