“I can explain,” Sherlock promised, his voice raw and rough in John’s ear. “I will tell you everything… anything… all of it, I swear…” He swallowed, knowing he should pull back, give John time, allow room for his anger. “I’ll let go in a minute…”
Sherlock held on.
Slowly, John’s arms rose to wrap around the apparition before him, unexpected, unbelievable, but entirely and completely familiar. “Sherlock…” he started, but there was nowhere to go beyond that name… nothing else in the world that he wanted. “Sherlock…” His arms tightened, fingers splaying out.
“Don’t let go…”
Whoa. Hold the fuck up, this is NOT okay.
The day the angels fell.
asked by anon.
this is the best post ever okay
valentine’s day cards are too mainstream
((Sooo…. That’s Sherlock and Jim right..?))
“Do you think they miss us?”
#Benedict #I can’t stand your acting #you are cutting my heart out #the fucking endless and deep sadness in his eyes and a tiny movement #betrays him for what he is #not a sociopath #but a young man #a loner who finds it hard to relate to people #isolated and mocked but #still willing to work for rather than against them #maybe out of self-interest #the excitement of the chase #of the game #but still #he could turn his back on them and wreak his revenge #he may be on the side of the angels but he isn’t one #fuck how terrible it must be for him #to be surrounded by people #whose actions and personalities are so alien to him #but he is the one who is alien #and he’s often told so #but as I said he still solves the crimes #even among a workforce that hates him #’freak’ #he should get credit where credit is due #and finally John Watson is giving it to him #in every possible variant available #to the English language
Kill me now