Steven Moffat today at “The Game is On” (Sherlock Q&A) on John and Sherlock’s relationship, love story, etc. (via mindpalaceofversailles)
(BSB: Really REALLY lovely moment. Steven talking about the love they share was very moving actually.)
A STUDY IN PINK:
THE BLIND BANKER:
THE GREAT GAME:
A SCANDAL IN BELGRAVIA:
THE HOUNDS OF BASKERVILLE:
THE REICHENBACH FALL:
OH WAIT LET’S NOT FORGET THE PILOT:
“Sherlock is the gayest story in the history of television”
- MARTIN FREEMAN
People sleeping on each other is so cute. So tropey, yet so good. I wanted him to be drooling a little but I couldn’t get it to look right. NEXT TIME.
After staring endlessly at that wallpaper I realized it has faint bluish stripes! I had no idea. The things you learn from obsessing.
I thought that was porn on the wall for a second there.
For Sherlock though, that probably is…
Is it just me or John’s PIN number seems to be 7437? Of course that the last 7 is pure speculation, we don’t actually get to see it…
But if it is, it spells SHER like in SHER-locked (and is the same as Irene’s mobile phone code)!!! :D
for Pec, who said she ships Sherlock/John from the movies but not from the tv series. So to make her life easier, i drew this.
p/s: hey Pec hey, remember that time when you said you didn’t like Kizaru? yeah.
Oh Amanda. We love you.
Normally I don’t trust tweet reblogs, but if it’s from bakerstreetbabes, you know it’s kosher.
Amanda Abbington wins.
OH AMANDA, YOU’RE HILARIOUS.
Dang gurl u dirty
HOLY SHIT GURL
TODAY JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER
#don’t tell me this doesn’t look like John Watson #this is him maybe a few months after Sherlock’s death #some nights he can’t sleep because of nightmares #nightmares of war #nightmares of monsters #but mostly nightmares of Sherlock’s final moments #Sherlock standing up on that ledge#Sherlock reaching out for him Sherlock shedding a tear for him #then taking that step and leaving him forever #these memories haunt him and plague him night after night #some nights they’re so bad he just can’t take sitting in his empty apartment anymore #so he goes for walks in the middle of the night #and with out realizing it his feet always take him to St. Barts #always take him to the place where he stood as his closest friend dropped to his death #and he stands there for minutes#sometimes hours #alone #or so he thinks #little does he know on those cold God forsaken nights that Sherlock stands watching #just out of eyes reach in the shadows #it kills him to see John hurt like that #but he knows he had no choice#and he knows he has to hurry up and destroy Moriarty’s web soon #because who knows how long John will last