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crimsondragonflies  asked:

Hmm I've been wondering for a time now, if (BBC) Sherlock would really start to KILL Moriartys men and web, singlehandedly - so if his charcter - really has what it takes to become a 'decent murderer'. Since everybody seems to think so and writes it that way, I accepted it too without a second though, but just recently it occured to me that in CANON he's not aggressive (in that way) at all, and it's not even him who takes down the web (I mean, physically) he just helps...

Oh yes! I agree, he’s not agressive at all. I think that if he was alone and tried to take on Moriarty’s web on his own, it would really affect him emotionally. If Season 3 doesn’t show the repurcussions on Sherlock’s psyche, I will be rather upset.

I also think that perhaps Sherlock may take down Moriarty’s organization using his intelligence. He may hack into networks and shut them down, cause certain people to never be employed again, lead the authorities to find certain wanted men/women. So he probably doesn’t always kill (since that doesn’t fit his character)

But at the same time, if he does end up killing people, I think it would give him an interesting paralell with John, something else he can identify with John on.

But I guess we’ll have to see how Moffat deals with it ^_^

crimsondragonflies  asked:

Humanity and/or Morality. (((Sherlock/John)))

AHHH, thank you so much, equuspuer!!

  • Humanity/Morality - Sherlock/John

“Caring is a disadvantage.”

The thing is, before John met Sherlock, he knew that. He looks back on his father (the drunk bastard) who abandoned and used them, walked away without a second thought. His mother who worked so hard and yet couldn’t look at her own children, hated herself so much that she couldn’t care that her kids had to raise themselves.

There’s Harry who uses John’s weaknesses against him in a fight. Guilts him every time she goes back to rehab. She blames him and John blames himself too.

It hurts. It hurts more because he cares. And it will always hurt.

So the army is a relief, really. He wants to help but at the same time, he doesn’t want to care. He wants to disconnect from the world and hearing orders helps with it.

Or at least he thought it would.

He was wrong.

In Afghanistan, he can’t help but care. So many people are dying. His mates. The civilians. The enemy. All human. All dying.

He tries to lock away the feelings in the back of his mind but he can’t help it. At night, when he sleeps, he dreams and he sees and he will always be sorry for the sitch missed, for the person who died in his arms. It drives him so insane that it’s only on the battlefield, when he’s fighting back and paying for his sins, that he can escape it.

Then he gets shot. Then he gets sent back to London and he wonders what it all was for.

He vows (for a second time) not to care.

He meets Sherlock.

It doesn’t work.

(Then again, it never does.)