ilovemyskull:

apoliceboxandadeerstalker:

LITERALLY JUST SPAT OUT MY FUCKING SOUP

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You know what though

Jim’s little diguises - Rich Brook and Jim from IT - have one thing in common:
They’re both total sweethearts.
They both have a gentle demeanor and seem to care about the women they’re fooling. They’re both anxious around Sherlock. They’re both inoffensive and fuckingadorableohmygod.
They both have a heart.
No one is that good of an actor. The one thing you can’t fake is a heart.
If he was heartless, Molly would be dead. She saw Jim’s face, she was a liability. Why didn’t he kill her? He’d heard all Molly’s stories, he knew she was important to Sherlock, if only a little, so why didn’t he kill her? Why didn’t he threaten her with the gunmen during Reichenbach?
I’ll tell you why. Because Molly is lovely and he cared about her. He purposely excluded her from the threat because he didn’t want to hurt her.
Even during their first meeting at the pool, Jim showed an unusual lack of self restraint “THAT’S WHAT PEOPLE DO!”. His face wasn’t blank, it wasn’t a pokerface like Sherlock’s. He was expressive. He was emotive. He was human.
Jim has a heart.
I think that on the roof during Reichenbach, Sherlock realised this.
He realised that Jim wasn’t acting.
He realised what Jim really wanted: to not be alone; to find someone just like himself; to find  someone not-ordinary. Most of all, he wanted that person to be Sherlock.
Sherlock saw the level of frustration and disappointment and, let’s be honest, sadness on Jim’s face when he thought Sherlock was stupid and ordinary, and when he thought Sherlock would jump to save his friends.
That’s how he beat Jim.
The way he asserts himself on Jim, moving right up into his personal space. Think about it. He never does that. He’s attacked people, usually in self defence, but never anything quite so personal, quite so intimidating.
He’s risking John’s life by doing this. He’s risking the lives of all his friends and he doesn’t care. In those moments, Jim is his primary focus. 

But then, listen to his voice, listen to the things he is saying.
Ordinary people have hurt Jim, there’s no doubt about that.
Sherlock is telling Jim that he isn’t ‘one of them’. He isn’t ordinary.
Sherlock isn’t being cruel, he’s being gentle.

We’re just alike, you and I.

And they are just alike, apart from that one little thing that they don’t have in common:

Sherlock is the good guy who doesn’t have a heart, and it’s his biggest weakness.
Jim is the bad guy who does have a heart, and it’s his greatest tragedy.

atrobel:

My mum’s names for some of the episodes of Sherlock. Can you guess the episode?

  • One with a woman and he has no clothes on and he has to go see the Queen.

  • One in a swimming pool with the mad Irish boy.

  • One on a roof with a ping pong ball and that girl who is a pathologist.

One in a swimming pool with the mad Irish boy

^ my favorite

corneliapornelia:

What’s the most embarrassing thing that has happened to you on set?

corneliapornelia:

Pants = english word for underwear

Freudian slip, Benny? ohohohoho

amygloriouspond:

Mycroft: I’ll be mother.
Sherlock: And there is a whole childhood in a nutshell.

kkatkkrap:

rcmclachlan:

greencarnations:

abundantlyqueer:

steven-moffat:

AU: Sherlock and John meet James Bond at Buckingham Palace at the Opening Ceremonies for the 2012 Olympic Games

“Oh, here’s trouble,” Bond says as he comes striding into the reception room.

“I’m perfectly happy to leave,” Sherlock says. “In fact, I’d have been perfectly happy not to come at all.”

“Not you, sonny,” Bond says, his scowl turning to a crooked smirk as he walks straight past Sherlock. “John Watson, you bloody devil. Who let you in here?”

LEGIT FLAILED

FLAWLESS FIC IS FLAWLESS AND SHOULD BE EXPANDED UPON. … GFDI, SOMEONE TAKE THE WHEEL, I CANNOT EVEN.

Sudden Realization

In Scandal in Belgravia, there is that guy played by Andrew Havill.  This guy?? He’s always listed everywhere as The Equerry.

I have been trying to figure out if this guy’s character has an actual name for MONTHS and it was always just “The Equerry,” and then as I was watching the TVfestival thing, I was like WAIT WHAT MYCROFT SAID IT.  HE CALLS HIM HARRY.  HOW DID I MISS THAT.  Apparently this was listed on sherlockology this entire time, but not under the main heading.  The Equerry is not his name! That is his freakin’ title.  Am I the only one who likes this guy? I want to see fanart of him, why is there not fanart.  There’s fanart of the random sexy extras! But he’s also a sexy extra! This is Sherlock, where everybody is attractive.  I’m just saying. 

loki-s-army-at-221b:

planes-trains-and-bifrosts:

tahigwagirl:

the-fury-of-a-time-lord:

theravenandtheridingcrop:

ritsuchanitsumo:

sherlokian:

clintorisbarton:

brittaniethekid:

reichenfeels:

lostwithoutmydoctor:

makokitten:

strangersatthemall:

IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER

#SOMEONE MAKE SURE CHEL SEES THIS
SEEING
STILL WORKING ON BELIEVING



SOMEONE WRITE IT.

That’s it. Shut down the internet.





oh holy shit…. I think I just died from dehydration..dear lord..

Yup. Need. YuP.

screaming. internal screaming. holy. what. 
I.
I just.
No way. HOW.

Did not know I wanted.

ooh god. tom dominating benedict. oh god oh god

NEVER IN MY DREAMS DID I EVER KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED THIS!

loki-s-army-at-221b:

planes-trains-and-bifrosts:

tahigwagirl:

the-fury-of-a-time-lord:

theravenandtheridingcrop:

ritsuchanitsumo:

sherlokian:

clintorisbarton:

brittaniethekid:

reichenfeels:

lostwithoutmydoctor:

makokitten:

strangersatthemall:

IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER IAN ADLER

#SOMEONE MAKE SURE CHEL SEES THIS

SEEING

STILL WORKING ON BELIEVING

SOMEONE WRITE IT.

That’s it. Shut down the internet.

oh holy shit…. I think I just died from dehydration..dear lord..

Yup. Need. YuP.

screaming. internal screaming. holy. what. 

I.

I just.

No way. HOW.

Did not know I wanted.

ooh god. tom dominating benedict. oh god oh god

NEVER IN MY DREAMS DID I EVER KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED THIS!

D’you know the big problem with a disguise, Mr. Holmes? However hard you try, it’s always a self-portrait.

fuckinsherlocked:

andrewscottfangirl:

I am sorry. I am. I am sorry. Don’t hurt me.

peppercyanide:

thespazzylittlemonster:

this will forever and always be my favorite gif. 

holy shit

*can’t remember if queued*  … oh well.  never hurts to have it twice. 

… no pun intended.

kkatkkrap:

therothwoman:

phantom-quantum:

notacrazyfangirl:

thatpurpleshirt:

theoriginalspike:

sherlock-sherbet:

martincumberpatch:

closetofheroes:

sherlockscoat:

hurryupmerlin:

moonblossom:

losethehours:

mamaweallgotogallifrey:

Observation: Sherlock is wearing his bed sheet.
Deduction: Sherlock sleeps naked.


Posit: Sherlock is only wearing the sheet to Skype. He usually wears nothing around the house.

Sherlock walks around the house wearing only a sheet, potentially maybe even less.
Sherlock often doesn’t seem to notice whether John is actually around or not.
If you were prone to bouts of partial or full nudity that you didn’t want anyone to witness, you’d pay more attention to the location of your “flatmate” to prevent embarrassing mishaps.
I infer from this that Sherlock walks around in this state whether John is in the room or not.



If you’re going to be so obvious, then why not say that Sherlock walks around naked all the time? Pff. 

I’ll go a little further with the observations, if I may:
Observation #1: At the point we enter the conversation, Sherlock already has his laptop open in the kitchen and has made himself a cup of tea or coffee. Inference: he was already talking to John via Skype before temporarily going back into the bedroom.
Observation #2: When he comes out of the bedroom he has nothing in his hands - nothing that he might have been going back to retrieve. Also, John feels embarrassed. He must have gone back into the bedroom to cover himself up with a sheet, then, probably at John’s request.
Observation #3: It doesn’t seem too early in the day and yet Sherlock seems sleepy. Obviously he was up rather late, then. (That drink is probably coffee not tea).
Observation #4: John was in Dublin the previous day. Since he’s somewhere rural now and it’s probably still morning (unless Sherlock was up really late) it seems unlikely he’s been back to London yet.
Conclusion: Sherlock had the laptop in the bedroom with him (no doubt because he was talking to John in Dublin late into the night after going to bed). His sleep was interrupted by news about a new case - on learning where the crime scene was he contacted John to send him to the location. He then went back to sleep, then once John was at the scene he woke Sherlock up again via Skype. Sherlock, needing coffee, got up without bothering to dress, carried Skype-John into the kitchen, talked to him while strutting about naked making coffee before finally giving in to John’s pleas that he go and cover himself up. Because late at night is one thing, but mid-morning on a crime scene with a bunch of police officers looking over your shoulder at your naked flatmate is another.





oh my christ

BEST POST EVER. 
I will reblog you. I will reblog the heart out of you.

Ladies and gentlemen, a glimpse of the Sherlock Fandom’s abilities. enjoy.

Four for you, fandom.

Fifty points to Sherlock-Fandom House!!!

kkatkkrap:

therothwoman:

phantom-quantum:

notacrazyfangirl:

thatpurpleshirt:

theoriginalspike:

sherlock-sherbet:

martincumberpatch:

closetofheroes:

sherlockscoat:

hurryupmerlin:

moonblossom:

losethehours:

mamaweallgotogallifrey:

Observation: Sherlock is wearing his bed sheet.

Deduction: Sherlock sleeps naked.

Posit: Sherlock is only wearing the sheet to Skype. He usually wears nothing around the house.

Sherlock walks around the house wearing only a sheet, potentially maybe even less.

Sherlock often doesn’t seem to notice whether John is actually around or not.

If you were prone to bouts of partial or full nudity that you didn’t want anyone to witness, you’d pay more attention to the location of your “flatmate” to prevent embarrassing mishaps.

I infer from this that Sherlock walks around in this state whether John is in the room or not.

If you’re going to be so obvious, then why not say that Sherlock walks around naked all the time? Pff. 

I’ll go a little further with the observations, if I may:

Observation #1: At the point we enter the conversation, Sherlock already has his laptop open in the kitchen and has made himself a cup of tea or coffee. Inference: he was already talking to John via Skype before temporarily going back into the bedroom.

Observation #2: When he comes out of the bedroom he has nothing in his hands - nothing that he might have been going back to retrieve. Also, John feels embarrassed. He must have gone back into the bedroom to cover himself up with a sheet, then, probably at John’s request.

Observation #3: It doesn’t seem too early in the day and yet Sherlock seems sleepy. Obviously he was up rather late, then. (That drink is probably coffee not tea).

Observation #4: John was in Dublin the previous day. Since he’s somewhere rural now and it’s probably still morning (unless Sherlock was up really late) it seems unlikely he’s been back to London yet.

Conclusion: Sherlock had the laptop in the bedroom with him (no doubt because he was talking to John in Dublin late into the night after going to bed). His sleep was interrupted by news about a new case - on learning where the crime scene was he contacted John to send him to the location. He then went back to sleep, then once John was at the scene he woke Sherlock up again via Skype. Sherlock, needing coffee, got up without bothering to dress, carried Skype-John into the kitchen, talked to him while strutting about naked making coffee before finally giving in to John’s pleas that he go and cover himself up. Because late at night is one thing, but mid-morning on a crime scene with a bunch of police officers looking over your shoulder at your naked flatmate is another.

amazing

oh my christ

BEST POST EVER. 

I will reblog you. I will reblog the heart out of you.

Ladies and gentlemen, a glimpse of the Sherlock Fandom’s abilities. enjoy.

Four for you, fandom.

Fifty points to Sherlock-Fandom House!!!

petrichoriousparalian:

“Initially, he wanted to be a pirate.”
John and Mycroft aren’t alone together very often. Before this, the only other scene we have of them is John’s semi-abduction in the warehouse. After, we have John chewing Mycroft out at the Diogenes. That’s it.
The fact is, this is the only mutual session the two of them have. The other times, one of them is having an experience unwillingly. They are on completely even terms, in a neutral setting. Like always, Sherlock is the undeniable force that brings them together. 
Here, Mycroft provides us the only information that we have on Sherlock’s childhood. And, surprisingly, that information is relatively “normal.” Plenty of kids want to be pirates when they grow up: it’s just hard to imagine Sherlock being one of them.
Sherlock and Mycroft aren’t the emotive types. Neither is John, either, really, but Mycroft and Sherlock are perhaps even more singularly shut out than other people. That Mycroft recalls an early memory with such tenderness and even regret in his voice, like he somehow had some part in squashing Sherlock’s imaginative development, lets us see just how deeply he loves his brother without him having to say too much. 
The fact that John can sympathize with both Sherlock and Mycroft is fundamental. One the one hand, he and Sherlock are both the younger siblings. From what we can tell, they both dealt with the cerebral and physical teasing of the older ones. John can also sympathize with Mycroft, though, because he knows what it is to have to care for someone who can’t care for themselves, even from a time when he was perhaps too young to grasp what everything meant. 
My whole headcanon behind this scene is that Mycroft was a studious and serious child who never really learned how to relax and didn’t understand his brother when he was little. Flights of fancy were something he’d never entertained for himself, and so he figured there must be something wrong with Sherlock to have such delusions. Now, as an adult, realizing that neither of them are “normal,” that they both have deep-seated issues they may never be able to address, he feels like he played some part in robbing Sherlock of that innocence. That same innocence we see shadowed in the attachment he develops for Irene. It is not that Sherlock does not recognize the implications there, he just chooses to ignore them in favor of creating a situation in which he is comfortable. 
Just as he doesn’t fail to recognize the implications of his relationship with John, but chooses to ignore them for the same reason. John makes him comfortable, and so do Mycroft and Irene. The brothers don’t hate each other as much as they want others to believe.  Sherlock knows that he has a safe space with the three of them. They’re his protection: and, as John makes clear, the connection between protection and friendship is paramount. 
With Irene’s “death,” Mycroft is crushed that Sherlock will have lost a friend, which is why he passes the torch to John. Mycroft doesn’t know how to handle the situation; he’s afraid that being the bearer of ill news will only further Sherlock’s supposed resentment for him. The whole purpose of exposing that information to John is really to get him to sympathize, to say “You know what it’s like to care for someone as incorrigible as he is, help me, please.” What he succeeds in doing is to provide John with the understanding that he loves Sherlock too much to see him in a state. Mycroft’s dealt with the addictions, the obsessions, the ever-pressing need to keep his brother entertained for fear of seeing him slipping again. He knows how Sherlock was before John came along; John is the anchor, and that is why Mycroft entrusts him with passing along the information about Irene’s death. 
Mycroft has been inextricably tied to his brother for every second he’s been alive. And in his head, sometimes, instead of seeing the manic pile of lank in front of him, he sees a little boy with a paper hat, hiding under the dinner table and whacking him in the foot with a cardboard tube.
Mycroft may scoff at sentiment, but he still keeps some small things to himself.  

petrichoriousparalian:

“Initially, he wanted to be a pirate.”


John and Mycroft aren’t alone together very often. Before this, the only other scene we have of them is John’s semi-abduction in the warehouse. After, we have John chewing Mycroft out at the Diogenes. That’s it.

The fact is, this is the only mutual session the two of them have. The other times, one of them is having an experience unwillingly. They are on completely even terms, in a neutral setting. Like always, Sherlock is the undeniable force that brings them together. 

Here, Mycroft provides us the only information that we have on Sherlock’s childhood. And, surprisingly, that information is relatively “normal.” Plenty of kids want to be pirates when they grow up: it’s just hard to imagine Sherlock being one of them.

Sherlock and Mycroft aren’t the emotive types. Neither is John, either, really, but Mycroft and Sherlock are perhaps even more singularly shut out than other people. That Mycroft recalls an early memory with such tenderness and even regret in his voice, like he somehow had some part in squashing Sherlock’s imaginative development, lets us see just how deeply he loves his brother without him having to say too much. 

The fact that John can sympathize with both Sherlock and Mycroft is fundamental. One the one hand, he and Sherlock are both the younger siblings. From what we can tell, they both dealt with the cerebral and physical teasing of the older ones. John can also sympathize with Mycroft, though, because he knows what it is to have to care for someone who can’t care for themselves, even from a time when he was perhaps too young to grasp what everything meant. 

My whole headcanon behind this scene is that Mycroft was a studious and serious child who never really learned how to relax and didn’t understand his brother when he was little. Flights of fancy were something he’d never entertained for himself, and so he figured there must be something wrong with Sherlock to have such delusions. Now, as an adult, realizing that neither of them are “normal,” that they both have deep-seated issues they may never be able to address, he feels like he played some part in robbing Sherlock of that innocence. That same innocence we see shadowed in the attachment he develops for Irene. It is not that Sherlock does not recognize the implications there, he just chooses to ignore them in favor of creating a situation in which he is comfortable. 

Just as he doesn’t fail to recognize the implications of his relationship with John, but chooses to ignore them for the same reason. John makes him comfortable, and so do Mycroft and Irene. The brothers don’t hate each other as much as they want others to believe.  Sherlock knows that he has a safe space with the three of them. They’re his protection: and, as John makes clear, the connection between protection and friendship is paramount. 

With Irene’s “death,” Mycroft is crushed that Sherlock will have lost a friend, which is why he passes the torch to John. Mycroft doesn’t know how to handle the situation; he’s afraid that being the bearer of ill news will only further Sherlock’s supposed resentment for him. The whole purpose of exposing that information to John is really to get him to sympathize, to say “You know what it’s like to care for someone as incorrigible as he is, help me, please.” What he succeeds in doing is to provide John with the understanding that he loves Sherlock too much to see him in a state. Mycroft’s dealt with the addictions, the obsessions, the ever-pressing need to keep his brother entertained for fear of seeing him slipping again. He knows how Sherlock was before John came along; John is the anchor, and that is why Mycroft entrusts him with passing along the information about Irene’s death. 

Mycroft has been inextricably tied to his brother for every second he’s been alive. And in his head, sometimes, instead of seeing the manic pile of lank in front of him, he sees a little boy with a paper hat, hiding under the dinner table and whacking him in the foot with a cardboard tube.

Mycroft may scoff at sentiment, but he still keeps some small things to himself.  

benedictatorship:

OKAY, YANKS

LET’S GET THIS CLEARED UP ONCE AND FOR ALL…

REBLOG SO ALL AMERICAN SHERLOCKIANS CAN FINALLY APPRECIATE THIS JOKE

In Japanese, pants also = underwear.  I just assumed.  And besides, we saw Sherlock’s ass in that scene, so…. yeah.