I fucking love Sherlock because he’s so important and so real. He’s lonely and depressed. He doesn’t have his life sorted out by the time he’s 30. He hasn’t had any long term relationships that ‘define’ who he is. He doesn’t have a group of friends who are always with him, who help him through everything. He doesn’t have that until he reaches his mid thirties, when one day out of the blue he meets someone who changes his life, and suddenly makes everything worthwhile. Suddenly he’s surrounded by people who love him so much, who he means the world to. Everything clicks for him, everything aligns, he has something to live for, and if it took him that many years to get there, so what? He is flawed and brilliant and human and I just love him so much.
Flowey you're not fat, you are just a superbly awesome and larger than normal magic talking flower. Of course you'd be "heavier" than the average plant because you are bigger, more awesome, and full of magic! You're the best Flowey!