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Update: Sherlolly: A Male Newbie’s Perspective.

So…the long awaited Sherlolly: A Male Newbie’s Perspective, is on it’s way. Promise!! I had no idea my son and his friend’s comments would be received with so much interest. Live and learn, right? Truth be told, their response to His Last Vow wasn’t nearly as interesting as their previous thoughts. In my humble opinion. They watched with rapt attention, and offered - quite vocally - their thoughts on the overall episode, which was far more serious than TEH and TSoT. I’ll finish it up over the weekend.

In the meantime, for those who asked, and because it’s still fresh in my mind – here’s a few conversations that took place amongst my daughter and sister, after The Final Problem. Parts of the conversations are slightly paraphrased, although I did have a chat record with @swjmart about those conversations immediately afterward, while they were fresh in my memory.

I feel a bit silly posting this, but given all the crap Sherlollians have put up with over the years, I wanna add to this ship and see it turn into an Arc. Just sayin’.

I’ll start with my sister, who is the quintessential casual viewer. She didn’t start watching Sherlock until this past autumn, when she binged on Netflix. Lucky girl – she did not put herself through an agonizing three year hiatus. Whether she realizes it or not – she digs Sherlolly! Yay!

It all started with a late morning phone call….

Sister (which will be referred to by ’S’): So, did you watch Sherlock?

Me: Surely you jest.

S: Just thought I’d ask. Did you like it?

Me: Of course. You?

S – Oh gosh yes! T (her hubby), sat on the edge of his seat the whole time, even covered his face in a few places.

Me: God, he’s such a pussy.

S: What?

Me: Never-mind. So, what’d ya think.

S: It was excellent – I loved the whole season, but wish there was more than three episodes.

Me: Welcome to fandom.

S: Pardon?

Me: Nothing. Continue.

S: Can you even imagine having a sister that brilliant and insane? That was so heartbreaking. Really, T almost cried.

Me:  I know, completely mind-blowing, although there were clues in previous episodes that some shit went down. (silently begging her to get to the good part about Molly and Sherlock saying I love you, but not wanting to be overly obvious.)

S: I wish you’d stop swearing. (sister does not swear ~le sigh~)

Me: Do you know that recent studies showed people who swear —

S: Whatever, P. Those clues never indicated a child was murdered.

Me: I know, but even though it was ‘technically’ murder, I don’t think that was the intention of five year old Eurus. She wanted her brother to play.

Me: Hmmm. Weren’t you even a bit disappointed that nothing was said or shown about Victor Trevor’s family, or any investigation? (I’m not being serious, of course, just baiting for opinion)

S: No, it’s not that kind of show. It’s not CSI Sherlock.

(now I get to go in for what I really want to know!)

Me: But there were so many things left unresolved!

S: Like what?

Me: What do you mean 'like what?’ I thought you said you watched.

S: T and I thought the season finale was great – there was nothing left unresolved. I don’t know if they’re going to make another season, because all the actors are so in demand, but if not – I don’t know how it could have ended more perfectly. The only thing I’m really sad about is Mary dying. She was such an interesting character and I liked her a lot.

Me: You didn’t get put off that she shot Sherlock? At one point I found it very hard to believe how easily she was forgiven.

S: Of course shooting the protagonist was dramatic, but he didn’t mind, why should you?

Me: What?

S: You do know these are fictional characters, right?

Me: Don’t be ridiculous.

S: These characters are very dark and most of the time suicidal. Sherlock was on drugs probably all of season three and most of season 4, so of course he didn’t have a problem forgiving Mary. He probably admired her for it. They’re fun to watch, but you can’t think of them as normal – they’re not. Except for Molly. She is the only relatable character. I think she’s T’s favorite part of the show. It’s just too bad they didn’t give her more.

Me: Agree. But…but what about the Molly / Sherlock phone call dealio? I mean, what happened there? The only thing we got after that was a 2 second montage of Molly walking into Baker St.

S: So?

Me: So?! What happened? One minute she’s crying, Sherlock’s smashing a coffin and then she’s all smiles. WTF?

S: They’re not going to show that. I thought you preferred British television over American? British television is always more subtle.

Me: I know, but still – they could have given something more than a stupid montage.

S: They got married. That wasn’t hard to figure out.

Me: What? LOL!

S: Molly has always loved him, anyone who watched the show could see that. Sherlock is probably the most emotionally constipated fictional character ever written - Spock doesn’t count because he’s Vulcan - and he finally realized he loves her too. Probably always has. They’ve been building this up from the beginning. Didn’t you ever pay attention to all the stuff he pulled? Sabotaging her date before he knew that guy was his enemy? He told her to give up on relationships. It’s not like he was joking, although it was funny. He’s literal about that stuff. He didn’t want her to date because he couldn’t cope, it was about him, not her. T really loved that part – wished he would have thought about it when he was trying to date me. Then there’s Sherlock’s temper tantrums, and getting her to do things he could do himself. It’s typical stuff men do when they’re jealous or stupid. They think they’re being smart, like no one can see through all their crap.

Me: Looking at it that way, he probably broke up her engagement, too.

S: Oh, you know he did. T called it right away. What episode was that, where he told her how important she was and basically had eye sex with her. If it had been any other woman they probably would have burst out laughing. What a guy move.

Me: Ummm, the one where he came back, that one? And, btw, I wouldn’t have laughed if Benedict Cumberbatch was staring into my eyes.

(okay, this is literally the most surreal convo I’ve ever had with my sister. I had. no. idea. she even thought about stuff like this.)

S: Well, he’s not Benedict Cumberbatch, he’s Sherlock, lol! Not real life, remember? And, yes, that’s the episode. After that scene T said, 'her engagement just ended.’ Thought it was a smooth move. I’m telling you, this is typical guy stuff.

Me: He probably caused her to doubt herself.

S: It doesn’t matter, it wouldn’t have lasted anyway. It was over when Sherlock came back.

Me: So, why do you think they got married?

S: How old is Sherlock and these guys? Mid to late 30’s? What do you think he’s going to do? Start dating? He’s not going to do that. He can barely cope with what he does feel and Molly is patient and independent enough to be his partner and she’s not needy. Which is good because he is.

Me: So you didn’t see her as weak with unrequited love?

S: Where would you get that idea? Who cares if she’s loved him the whole time. It’s not like she sat around waiting for him to do something about it. She has life and must have felt he cared too, otherwise she wouldn’t have stuck around. She’s not one of our girlfriends who has no self-will or independent thought, and lives in a constant state of angst because her boyfriend or husband is horrible and we have to constantly tell her to leave. It’s not real life. Besides, Molly is sane and helps him connect to people and the world, like John does. Speaking of which, wasn’t it the episode before this one where John gave Sherlock that big speech about how a relationship would make him complete?

Me: Yep, he did. But, he was talking about Irene Adler.

S: Oh, she doesn’t matter.

Me: No?

S: He doesn’t love her. She’s every guy’s fantasy, it’s not real. T still believes Drew Barrymore will adore him if they ever met. Keep dreaming, big guy. Anyway, the writer’s set up some big dramatic relationship thing with John’s speech. So, you knew something was going to happen between Sherlock and Molly.

Me: It’s called foreshadowing.

S: Sherlock is completely ignorant about how to do relationships and love. He trusts Molly with his feelings and heart – she kept his secret for two years about being dead - and now that he knows how much he loves her, why would he let her go? He wouldn’t do that. The only way to keep her around is to marry her. At least that’s what I think. Or, maybe they live together forever…although if I were Molly he’d have to come to my place because it’s so much nicer and she can make him leave when he’s annoying or too clingy. Besides, his place is too dangerous and it’s more like an office than a home.

Me: I just read an interview this morning from Steven Moffat, the show’s creator and writer, who said that Molly was wounded by what happened, but Sherlock was devastated. He went on to say Sherlock apologized, Molly called him a 'bastard’ and they got over it. Then he added that Molly probably had a drink and shagged someone. What the hell, right?

S: That doesn’t sound like the character I saw, but then you probably shouldn’t take stuff like this so literally. I’m sure Sherlock apologized and you could see he was devastated. She almost died – I mean, I was holding my breath and wondering if they were going to kill her. Honestly, that was the most heart-pounding part of the whole episode. Of course he was devastated, but Molly was really hurt. She thought he was making fun of her and they both thought that whatever they did have together was over at the end of that scene. Maybe what the writer is saying is that they had sex together? That would make more sense after something this horrific. Wouldn’t you? I know it’s not real life, but if you were Sherlock and realized you loved someone and that person almost died, those emotions are powerful, overwhelming and mess with your mind. They probably had sex first and then he told her what happened. You know, like couples have sex after they argue.

Me: I didn’t realize you were such a romantic.

S: The whole show is a romance, with some mysteries thrown in. It’s not Hollywood, it’s very subtle. I thought you minored in English composition and literature? You should know this stuff.

Me: I do, but just thought I’d get your take. Hey, let me ask you one more thing…there’s this idea that John moved back into Baker St.

S: Why would he do that?

Me: Probably because he did that in the books, only it was very different because they (S / J) were much older and Mary had already been dead for a long time. Of course John didn’t have a kid in the books, at least not that anyone knew of. Although, I think there’s some pastiches that suggest, or give him, a child.

S: I can’t think why that character would do something so dumb and irresponsible. He’s smarter than that. Baker St isn’t safe for a baby and why would he or Sherlock want a baby around all the time?  It’s Sherlock’s office with a bedroom. His kitchen is contaminated and he keeps body parts around. They meet clients and really dangerous people come there. Plus, John has his own house. If he did anything, maybe he should experience what single mother’s go through and have to take care of his child after working all day and saying 'no’ to things because he has to put his child first. I understand people helping out right after Mary died. Mom had all kinds of help after our dad died, remember? But, this isn’t RL and he and Sherlock have their 'the game is on’ thing, so the baby is going to be sent to be with others.

*** Pretty much the end of of our convo, unless someone wants to hear about how we planned an outing at Sephora and met for lunch…. Probably not, right?

Phone call from daughter, who is known as 'K’ – another casual viewer.

K: So, did you watch?

Me: Of course. Watching it again, to be honest. What did you think? Just give me the Molly / Sherlock low down.

K: Wow, he really lost his shit, didn’t he?

Me: Yup.

K: I honestly thought they were going to kill Molly.

Me: I was a bit worried too. So, what do you think ended up happening between them? We were only given a few seconds.

K: They got married or living together.

Me: Have you been talking with your aunt?

K: No, why?

Me: Because she said the same thing.

K: It’s the only thing that makes sense.

Me: Why do people keep saying that?

K: What else is Sherlock gonna to do? He could barely do stuff without her before he knew he loved her, and now that he knows, it’s not like he’d let her disappear.

Me: Wow, I guess something’s just aren’t that obvious to me. (just kidding, of course)

K: Yeah, well, you don’t watch much television, so maybe you don’t notice stuff.

Me: You don’t think they’d date for a while, that sort of thing?

K: Why? Like Mike (her boyfriend) said – Sherlock just got played by two women.

Me: I don’t understand.

K: The evil sister set up the test for Sherlock to get Molly to say I Love You, right?

Me: Yeah.

K: But, that’s not what it was about. Molly wouldn’t say it until he said it first, because she thought he was playing a game and making fun of her. But, his sister had been watching Molly and maybe watching Sherlock too and knew Molly loved him but would never say 'I love you’ unless Sherlock said it first. But, Sherlock is thinking he just has to get Molly to say it, when the real game was about getting him to say it. But, he’s not going to say it, he won’t even consider it, because he’s an emotional dwarf. So, the only way to get him to say it was knowing Molly wouldn’t, thereby applying the appropriate pressure needed for him to grow the fuck up and get some balls. Well, that’s what Mike said, but I agree. Molly didn’t know she was being played, but his theory still works.

Me: So, his sister played Dolly Levi.

K: No, she’s just bat-shit, fucking crazy and didn’t care. She wanted the thrill of the ride. She doesn’t understand emotional attachment

Me: But, why married?

K: Maybe not married, but they’re definitely living together in a committed relationship for life. Sherlock isn’t capable of anything less. I mean, he could be, he is smart, but I doubt it. God, mom, he railroads her all the time. He would literally implode if she went off and found someone else. I mean, think about the few genius people you know. They have no idea how to do shit and need normal people to help them.

Me: I don’t think he’s that bad off.

K: Maybe not, but he was shooting up all last season because he couldn’t cope with the changes with his friends. John got married, Molly was engaged. He was able to be part of John’s life, but not Molly’s. And he spent most of this season high as a kite. He almost overdosed on the jet when they shipped him off for killing that guy.

Me: Part of that was because Mary asked him to save John.

K: Yeah, but not the jet part. He doesn’t cope with loss and there were other ways to help John. He was dying, mom – headed toward renal failure. Maybe now that he has those memories about his sister, he’ll be able to do better and won’t have the need to self-anesthesize. Plus, he finally understands he loves Molly, like really loves her and being with her helps him stay grounded – she keeps him centered. It takes a village to raise Sherlock.

Me: True dat. So the coffin part was pretty intense.

K: It was. But, he was scared, emotionally vulnerable and couldn’t manage what he was feeling. He had to vent and the coffin was handy. I also think he realized how much he’s hurt Molly. Not just the phone call, but all the other stuff he’s done. She couldn’t trust him and almost died because of it. He got to see what he caused, the consequences of his bullshit. He didn’t know that. He never connected the emotional dots about why she couldn’t say 'I love you’. So, yes, I think he married her and probably will never, ever do another thing to cause her any doubt. His life is too dangerous to put his bullshit on her, leaving her not knowing when he’s being a douche and doing his fakey mcfakerson shit, or being serious. And, why wouldn’t Molly want marriage or a committed life with him? She’s been on the ride since the beginning and it’s better for both of them to be on the same page. They’re both kinda lost without the other.

Me: Right on. So, the I love you was real?

K: Later, mom.


So, there ya have it. Two perspectives from non-fandom people. I love Sherlollians, even the ones who don’t know they’re one. : )

Of Stag Dos and Stabbings

John jumped to his feet at the sudden commotion from the corridor. Raised voices and a scuffle preceded a panicked, determined Molly as she burst into the waiting area. Still dressed in her work clothes and splattered in what John hoped was only blood, she looked around at the myriad of people staring at her in shocked fear until her gaze landed on him.
“Molly, it’s okay, he’s fine-“
The words were barely out of his mouth before she launched herself toward him, fury in her eyes.
“He. Had. Better. Be.” Each word was a hissed breath that promised dire consequences if anything had happened to her husband-to-be.
“Sherlock Holmes?”
They both turned to the doctor standing in the doorway with a clipboard. Hurrying toward him, John on Molly’s heels, they were led out into the hall where the doctor turned toward them with a wry smile on his face.
“He will be fine,” he related calmly and both John and Molly visibly relaxed in sheer relief. “The knife did not hit any major arteries, organs, or bones. He’s a very lucky man.”
Molly snorted at this. “So you think,” she muttered.
“We’ve stitched him up and given him a transfusion to combat the blood loss. He should be right as rain in a week or two, but I’d like to keep him overnight, just to keep an eye out for infection.”
“Over my dead body,” Sherlock spoke from the doorway to his room, where he leaned heavily on the doorframe. His face was pale and he was damp with a light sweat which was beginning to stick his hospital gown to his frame. He held his hand tight to his side and winced slightly as he breathed.
A nurse appeared behind him, scowling and thoroughly aggravated. “If you don’t get back in that bed, a dead body is exactly what you’ll be,” he snapped and tried to guide Sherlock back, but the detective gave him one, final searing gaze and the nurse huffed in defeat.
John shook his head. Same old Sherlock.
“William. Sherlock. Scott. Holmes.”
Immediately, every male within hearing distance tensed. Arms crossed, scowl in place, Molly glared at her fiancée with a fury that would burn a lesser man. The great detective swallowed thickly.
“Hello, Molly.”
“Don’t you “hello, Molly” me, you great idiot,” she snapped. John cringed and began to back away, but she slapped a hand out, all without looking away from Sherlock, and grabbed his sleeve. “Don’t even think about it, John Hamish Watson. We still need to discuss exactly what you were thinking would happen on this Stag Do.”
John swallowed. “Yes, ma’am.”
Slowly, she released him, only to point at Sherlock. “And you.”
Sherlock blinked rapidly, clearly trying to calculate his odds at leaving the situation in one piece. And whether he could outrun Molly with a stab wound. John winced sympathetically. He’d seen Molly spar; she could hold her own with Sherlock when he was in peak form. The poor sod had no chance now.
Stepping up to her fiancée, she poked her finger into his chest. “What were you thinking? Do you have any idea what went through my head when John called? Saying you’d been stabbed by some copy-cat cabbie killer?!” Her face grew redder and her voice louder as she poked his chest. “That was a horrible thing to put me through! And just what were you thinking, going out on the tail of a murderer two days before our wedding?! If John hadn’t been there, would you just have bled out onto the street?!”
As she ranted and raved, the adrenaline of the night being let off in a flurry of words that impressed even the great Consulting Complainer, Sherlock began to smile, a soft, easy smile that crinkled the lines around his face, and slowly began to lean down. John knew Molly’s anger was partly a cover for her fear, and it would only be a matter of minutes before the adrenaline wore off and she’d crash.
“You’re lucky I love you so much, you great nincompoop! Now, get back in that bed and get better so I can marry you on Sunday! Because if you think this will get you out of any part of the wedding we’ve planned, you’ve got another thing coming, mister! You’re going to be stuck with me for life and I’m going to be stuck with you, for better or worse! And this, this definitely counts as worse!”
Her voice was thick with tears by the end, but she was far from finished. She opened her mouth to let loose another flurry of words, but Sherlock closed the last remaining breaths between them and planted his mouth directly on hers. Molly stiffened for a moment, then melted into him with a sob of relief, tears escaping from the corner of her eye. John glanced away to give them a moment’s privacy.
“Can the yelling wait for later?” Sherlock asked when they broke apart, pouting pathetically and giving her the puppy-dog look John had never quite mastered. “I’m feeling rather tired and would like to have a lie down. Preferably with you by my side.”
Molly, all her anger having fled, nodded. Her bottom lip trembled, but she bravely pulled herself together and looped Sherlock’s arm around her shoulder to help him back to the bed. As they turned around, giving John a perfect view of Sherlock’s bum, John gave a strangled shout and slapped his hand over his eyes.
“Oh, it’s not anything you haven’t seen before, John,” Sherlock called over his shoulder, to the amusement of everyone within hearing distance.
“Oh, for the love of-” John grimaced. “People will talk, Sherlock!”

anonymous asked:

Hey, so like this isn't Sherlock-related but I am losing my mind here and you seem really nice. I have depression/dissociation issues and I feel like I should talk about them but every time I try it makes people uncomfortable. They change the subject. One person literally said "just stop being sad." I can't get a therapist either. I don't know what to do.

Hey Nonny <3

A disclaimer: I am not a mental health professional, so I cannot say that my advice will be the right advice. But it’s what I have done to try to cope, and hopefully it will help you. 

I am so sorry for what you are going through; I can feel you on some of it, since I’m pretty certain I get seasonal depression every winter, and am prone to bouts of intense depression for no reason, also undiagnosed, and also have never seen a therapist. 

Listen, Lovely: yes, you SHOULD talk about it, to people you love and trust and to someone who will understand you. I bottled that shit up for so many years, mostly by becoming a workaholic and telling everyone I was fine.

At 36, I WISH I made the effort to talk to someone, anyone, about it. It’s hard to find someone who will genuinely listen and NOT think you’re just sad. I opened up to my aunt who I found out was a social assistant for the elderly and had studied mental illnesses. Sometimes, a friend who you know has family or themselves have dealt with depression / disassociation will be more open to understanding your situation. Heck, even people online who you trust can be someone you can talk to; I personally find it easier to WRITE my feelings, and open up a bit more; the person you trust may also find it easier without the face to face contact since it can give them some time to think about how to best reply with an answer that will best help you.

But I really do think you should try to find someone professional to talk to or ask for advice. I’ve found a site online here called 7cups, but I’ve never used it nor can find reviews on it, so use with caution. Lifehacks also wrote an article about what to do if you don’t have / can’t find a therapist. Or, I’m not sure if they also will help, but maybe a suicide helpline may be helpful as well? As I said above, I am not a professional; I encourage anyone who follows me to please offer me some resources I can forward to my Nonny.

That all said, Nonny, don’t ever be afraid to open up. I know it’s discouraging to constantly feel like you’re hitting a wall, but you WILL find someone who will genuinely understand and help you through your bad days. I’m not always available reliably, but you can always come talk to me in the DM’s if you need some love and encouragement. 

I hope you have a beautiful day, and remember that you are not a terrible person for needing human contact to help with your disassociation and depression.

Let’s Stick Together

I hope everyone in Manchester is safe after the events of last night. I can only imagine how scary that must felt for everyone there and they are safe. For those who witnessed, were close by, got injured or lost a loved one due to the bomb, I understand how difficult your life must be at the moment and I hope things improve as much as they can during a very hard time like this. You are brave and can get through this. People who do awful acts like this are inhumane and are missing a soul, we are all better than those pieces of shite. In times like these we all, as non-heartless human beings, should stand together and be there for each other. I am here for anyone who needs a chat about anything whether its related to the events that have taken place or more simple problems or if you feel that you need a friend, I am right here if you want it. Be safe as you can folks.

Drugs and Dont's - Part 1, by toocoolformuggles

As soon as John left, Mycroft stepped into Sherlock’s room, his thin lips pressed, forming a prefect line in his pale face. He didn’t looked angry, like John, but concerned. Yes, concerned. About what, though? It wasn’t like that was the first time Sherlock was hospitalized because of an overdose; Mycroft himself had dragged Sherlock into several hospitals during the last twenty years of their lives. 

“You involved a civilian, Sherlock”, Mycroft said, guessing his brother’s thoughts. 

“Excuse me?”, Sherlock mumbled, confused. 

“You passed out at Irene Adler’s house. You involved her into your little opium-filled adventure.” 

Of all things that could bother Mycroft, Sherlock never thought that involving Irene into his… “adventures” would be one. But there was the evidence: the eldest Holmes had his hands on his hips, but they were closed in tight fists; his legs were slightly parted; his shoulders were tense; and his teeth were clenched. Mycroft was displeased. 

“So, what?”, Sherlock asked, taking shelter behind the sheets. He somehow knew his brother was seconds away from beating the fuck out of him, and the fact that Sherlock was hospitalized wouldn’t stop him. 

“So, what?!”, Mycroft repeated, rising his hands abobe his shoulders. “We have a deal, Sherlock! I let you do whatever you want to do, I don’t tell mummy and dad about your addiction, and in exchange you don’t drag other people into your psychedelic world!”. Mycroft’s breathing was heavy. 

They had made that pact ages ago, and Sherlock had made honor it, knowing that the path he had chosen wasn’t the best one. He know he couldn’t drag other people with him, no matter how good it felt. And not only that: he neither could go to other people looking for shelter when he was deep into his misery. 

That was the deal: don’t offer drugs to others and don’t make others feel bad or responsible for you. 

With John, he had managed to draw a line, mostly because life with him was often an adventure, and he didn’t need to be that high to endure the everyday life; he had never really hit bottom while they lived together. But lately, Sherlock hadn’t been feeling good. There were few cases and his flat felt very empty since Irene moved out. 

“I didn’t mean to involve her”, Sherlock admitted, his eyes fixed in the white sheets. “One second I was at my place, and the next I woke up here. I don’t know how or why I went to her place. After how things ended between us… I don’t know why I went there. I wish I hadn’t.” 


Miss Hudson’s face showed a big relieve when she opened her house’s front door and found John in the entrance. The dramatic way in which, only fifteen minutes ago, Irene had slammed the door violently as she opened it and rushed upstairs, mumbling something about hospitals and vomit, had lead Miss Hudson into believe that something bad had happened to John or Sherlock, or both. Seeing that at least John was fine calmed her nerves. 

“John!”, she exclaimed, “Happened? Are you ok? Where is Sherlock?” 

“Is Irene here?” John asked, ignoring Miss Hudson’s questions. 

“Yes. She’s upstairs. She looked so emotional when she arrived…” 

“Thanks, Miss Hudson.” And John rushed upstairs, climbing the steps two at a time like he had made uncountable times before. 

His old apartment was a complete chaos. The floor was covered with books, clothes, newspapers, even cigarettes and a big spot of what looked like a dried blood… or red wine. John prayed it was red wine. In the coffee table in front of the couch, there were a series of objects that should belong into a hospital or laboratory: a Bunsen burner, several syringes, a packet of blue pills, another packet, filled with dry leaves, a jar full of something he couldn’t nor wanted to identify. John cursed under his breath: why did Sherlock had to be so extra? Why couldn’t he settle for weed like any common adult? 

Any other day, John would gladly take some time to throw all of Sherlock’s drug-related-nicknacks away, but right now he had more urgent things to do. For example, there was a strange noise coming from Sherlock’s room, it sounded like if someone was laughing hysterically while they ripped Sherlock’s closet apart. 

It turned to be Irene, crying disconsolately as she tried to gather some of Sherlock’s clothes. 

In all of his years of dating —and it had been a lot of years—, John never learned what to do when a woman started to cry. Should he hug her? Should he whisper supporting-yet-cliché phrases into her ear? Should he vanish in smoke? Since this woman wasn’t dating him, he counted with the advantage that he was sure she wasn’t crying for something he had say or done… But she was crying for something his’ best mate had done, and that wasn’t much better. 

He decided to place a hand on her shoulder. Nothing invasive, not too distant: a supportive, friendly offer. 

“Remove your hand or I will rip your arm off and beat you to death with it.” 

His sister was right: he knew nothing about women. 

“It’s me”, he said, withdrawing his hand. 

Irene looked at him over her shoulder. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet. She apologized as she straightened her back and turned to face John. 

“Long time no see, John. How’s Rosie?” 

“She’s good, thanks. Sorry that I never called so you could see her, I know you like children. It’s that Sherlock has been hanging with us a lot lately, and, you know…” 

“Yeah, I know.” 

This didn’t turn out as angsty as I wanted it to. I needed more words!! 

Next writer is @fireloom

anonymous asked:

Ok, so DID John really forgive Sherlock?? He said so in the train car, but he wrote in his blog AFTER that declaration and he said "Turns out he'd faked his death because Moriarty had threatened those close to him. Including me. He'd gone into hiding, happy to leave me and everyone else thinking he was dead. He'd done it to save us but he hadn't trusted us enough to tell us what was really going on. Not sure I'll ever truly forgive him for that..." Forgiven? Please reassure me!

Oh, Nonny, I too am mixed on this. Here’s what I think about this:

John DID forgive Sherlock for his transgressions, that I believe whole-heartedly. But how is that reflected on his blog? Well, it’s not… but the answer to your question is actually on the post:

Turns out he’d faked his death because Moriarty had threatened those close to him. Including me. He’d gone into hiding, happy to leave me and everyone else thinking he was dead. He’d done it to save us but he hadn’t trusted us enough to tell us what was really going on. Not sure I’ll ever truly forgive him for that but as the saying goes, life goes on.


At first, I didn’t really welcome him back into my life. I couldn’t. I mean I know he’s a psychopath and I’ve accepted that but what he did this time, it was too much. So I ignored him and got on with my life. But God, it was dull. I knew he was back. I knew that he was out there having the time of his life and I was… working. But I wasn’t going to give in. He even replaced me! I refused to go back to Baker Street so he replaced me with Molly Hooper and started solving cases while he worked on the terrorist thing..

Note the bolded bit, because I am going to explain, at length, why this matters. It’s very clear that John is very upset and angry about the whole situation. But nearing the end of the post, John has this to say:

And he saved my life, of course. And I went to say thanks and… I was hooked. He’s like a drug. He told me about the terrorist plot and I was hooked. I had to help him.


So, yes. It’s all good. Better than good. It’s bloody brilliant. #sherlocklives means #johnwatsonlives.

That last line is what he writes after saying Mary is the best thing to happen to him. Like… complete 160˚ there, John. So, Mary may be the best thing to happen to him (*snorts* yeah, okay John), but in the end, quite literally (as it is the end of the entry), John can’t live without Sherlock. He FINISHES the BLOG POST by basically confessing he’s better now that Sherlock is alive; not that he’s getting married (which was a simple afterthought on his post), but that Sherlock is alive. Literally, he’s trying so hard to be angry the entire post, but he always sidetracks into saying how great Sherlock is. Literally, re-read the whole blog post. John cannot, for less than two paragraphs, go without commenting about Sherlock. 

I’ve mentioned before, though, that John, when he writes in his blog, often hides a lot of things and it sort of differs from what we see on screen. I think the same can be said in relation to this one as well – except John explains his problem right in the post. John writes knowing that Sherlock reads his blog, and John is basically telling tells Sherlock why he’s still wary around him – he doesn’t trust him anymore.

So, that being said, we should look at this scene as we see it on screen, from JOHN’S perspective. Because S3 takes us into Sherlock’s POV, we often forget that John looks a lot more brash and harsh because that’s how Sherlock sees him. Here’s what I think, take it however you want:

Just as they seem to be getting somewhere in their friendship, coming to some sort of understanding, Sherlock kills himself. And John thinks it’s his fault. FOR TWO YEARS. John once told Sherlock he was a very good doctor – how do you think John feels thinking he missed all the signs of Sherlock being depressed and instead instigated the suicide by calling his “clinically depressed” best friend cold and unfeeling. Surely that’s going to affect how John suddenly feels for the years following, believing that he could have saved Sherlock but failed to do so. 

But then suddenly, on the day he tells himself that he’s moving on, Sherlock returns to John and expects everything to be as-is.

Of course John is furious. Everything he thought for two years was wrong. EVERYTHING. The guilt, the sadness, probably his own depression, was all for naught. And John misread the situation as Sherlock trying to make a joke out of it (from John’s blog: “He genuinely thought it would be funny to surprise me.”), rather than what Sherlock really was trying to do. To John, Sherlock was the ONE SINGLE PERSON he trusted, but Sherlock lied and betrayed him. And it’s THAT which John does not forgive –  he believed that Sherlock trusted him just as much as John trusted him. Because of that on top of everything else, John just couldn’t forgive Sherlock at that moment.

Look at everything John is upset about on the blog post: as I pointed out above, it’s all related to his trust issues. 

Interestingly, though, he still shaved for Sherlock before Mary even attempted to goad him. He still, by his own doing, attempted to go visit Sherlock before being kidnapped. I believe, after John sat and stewed over it, he had forgiven Sherlock before the shaving incident. John’s best friend has just returned from the dead – his biggest wish, the miracle he asked for, has come true. And he can’t really truly fault Sherlock that. So John thinks Sherlock is able to perform all these miracles just because he IS Sherlock… and not really because he honestly believes that Sherlock did it all to save him. Oh sure, we get a little aside on the blog that Sherlock did tell John why Sherlock jumped, but it’s written in such a casual callous way that I suspect John completely didn’t grasp Sherlock’s sentiment about it. I would have LOVED to see this on screen; I bet you any money that Sherlock paused and said, “I did it to save Lestrade. And Mrs. Hudson… and you” with so much emotion and feeling but because John is so blind to Sherlock’s affections for him, John just heard, “whatever”.

Keep that all in mind as we jump ahead to the train car. I believe the forgiveness he shows Sherlock in the train car is genuine. John pretty much forgives Sherlock always, because he knows how Sherlock is. But most importantly, maybe due to the complete stress of the situation, I think John actually DID understand what Sherlock was trying to say:

SHERLOCK (softly): I’m sorry.
(John screws his eyes closed for a moment, then looks at him again.)
JOHN: What?
SHERLOCK (softly, his eyes starting to fill with tears): I can’t … I can’t do it, John. I don’t know how.
(He straightens up on his knees.)
SHERLOCK: Forgive me?
JOHN (tightly, furiously): What?
SHERLOCK (bringing his hands up into a praying position): Please, John, forgive me … for all the hurt that I caused you.
JOHN (waving a finger at him): No, no, no, no, no, no. This is a trick.
JOHN: Another one of your bloody tricks.
JOHN: You’re just trying to make me say something nice.
(Sherlock chuckles briefly.)
SHERLOCK: Not this time.


The entirety of this episode is Sherlock realizing he has hurt John, and in turn trying to make it better. I strongly believe that the interaction up there is meant to be seen as Sherlock, now in complete frustration and anguish, truly doesn’t know how to apologize to John for what he has done. Sherlock initially thought jumping was a good thing, that he was doing something John would be proud of him for. In the above scene, Sherlock is NOT apologizing for getting them into the bomb situation, he’s apologizing for the last two years, for not fully understanding John’s genuine attachment to him (Sherlock believes himself to be unlikeable, after all).

I think John knows that it’s what Sherlock is apologizing for, because he then gets frustrated and admits to his feelings. THEY START TO HAVE A REAL TALK, something they NEVER DO. 

JOHN: I wanted you not to be dead.
JOHN (his voice low and tight): Look, I find it difficult.
(Sherlock nods, his head lowered.)
JOHN: I find it difficult, this sort of stuff.
SHERLOCK (looking up at him): I know.
(John blows out a breath, lowering his head, then he straightens up and looks at Sherlock.)
JOHN (his voice not much more than a whisper): You were the best and the wisest man … (he sniffs) … that I have ever known.
(Sherlock looks at him, his eyes wide and tear-filled. John sighs, lowering his head again before raising it once more.)
JOHN: Yes, of course I forgive you.

This is John conceding that he knows that Sherlock is talking about his absence… about everything up until the train car scene (and as an aside, I think Sherlock is apologizing for EVERYTHING since day one, but that’s a different topic altogether). 

So why do I think, then, that John actually, for real, forgave Sherlock? This right here:

SHERLOCK: I’ve never begged for mercy in my life.
IRENE (emphatically): Twice.


Look at the bolded text in the first TEH snippet. Sherlock is begging for forgiveness (ie. MERCY) from John, something Sherlock says he apparently would never do… and he does it twice. Let’s be real here. There is no way in HELL John has EVER forgotten anything about the interaction between Irene and Sherlock. At all. He was sitting RIGHT THERE when this exact interaction happened; was even affected by it. 

ASiB is literally bookending the episode: we hear a snippet of “Irene’s Theme” at the beginning, subconsciously planting “sentiment” in our heads; then we are reminded of this conversation about Sherlock’s having no sentiment for anyone at the end of the episode. This now links the theme to John even more than already was established to be in the episode itself (this happens a few more times in season three, the idea of Irene = sentiment = John). But again, I digress.

Continuing on, when Sherlock is suddenly down on his knees and prays for John’s forgiveness, John has to make sure he heard correctly. And without hesitation, Sherlock begs AGAIN for John to forgive him. Sherlock never begs for mercy, but for John he will; always John. Because he knows what Sherlock is like, John then forgives Sherlock, completely and truly.

And as usual, Nonny, I still haven’t really answered your question: If John truly forgave Sherlock, then why is he still angry with him on his blog? 

There’s a reason I talked at great length about the on-screen scenes in general before I actually answered your question: Granting “forgiveness” is NOT the same as “giving back trust”, and I needed you to see the difference between the two. Example: A dear friend of yours steals something. You find out about it and confront them, they admit to their wrong doing. You forgive them… but do you TRUST them? Immediately, no. You decided that your friendship is very important to you, but you’re now a bit more wary around that friend of yours, because they were supposed to be someone you trusted. That friend has to now rebuild your trust in them, which could take months or years. That friend, if they are a true friend, should know that you will be guarded around them until that trust is rebuilt.

Now picture a friendship like Sherlock’s and John’s. They adore each other, secretly pine for the other on a regular basis, and both have trust issues (only John’s has been stated canonically, but I think Sherlock does too), yet both freely give all their trust to each other without hesitation. Finally, their bond is firmly cemented in a facing a near-death experience together. Then Sherlock lied by omission for two years and forced his best friend to suffer grief and agony; imagine thinking you could have saved your best friend from himself but instead realize it was YOU who caused him to hurt (as I explained above), but then returns acting like nothing happened and, from John’s perspective, is annoyed at him for feeling this way. John perceives this as Sherlock not trusting John (when in reality we know that it was Sherlock being too much in love with John to sacrifice him). John’s trust in Sherlock is broken completely, but he loves Sherlock very much – Sherlock did save him all those years ago from himself, after all – and really, John is very lonely and has only ever wanted Sherlock to come back, so he accepts Sherlock back into his life. But the trust… he holds on tightly to that now, and Sherlock spends the rest of season three trying to rebuild that and is very patient and understanding of John’s hesitation (and it IS mostly given back by the end of HLV, though John is still guarded).

And it becomes all the more difficult for Sherlock when this woman John has made his WIFE turns out to ALSO be a liar and a manipulator. Again, John’s trust is broken by someone he loves. But here’s the interesting thing: I don’t believe for one second John forgave Mary. There is such a difference between Sherlock’s forgiveness and Mary’s “forgiveness” scenes… That’s an entirely different meta all together, so I’m not going into that. Just know that John did NOT forgive Mary. 

By HLV though, I think John sees that Sherlock is making an honest effort to regain John’s trust in him, which I think was mostly regained during the 6-month period between the confrontation and Christmas. I still don’t think Sherlock has ALL of John’s trust by the tarmac, but I think that they’re at least back to a point where John believes Sherlock has a plan for everything.

So, the TLDR of it all; Nonny, John has forgiven Sherlock, do not fret. John ALWAYS forgives Sherlock. But he is now more careful about giving Sherlock back his trust. John feels dumb for giving his trust to not one but two people he thought loved him back in some way, so he guards his trust in people in S3.

Sherlock, for the most part, has regained both John’s forgiveness and his trust by the end of HLV, but I don’t think John will ever put his complete trust in Sherlock ever again until these two learn to communicate with each other beyond life-or-death situations. John knows Sherlock refrains from telling John the 100% honest truth, omitting details AND John from his plans – for John, this is Sherlock not trusting him, so John can’t trust Sherlock fully until they work together.

This is why I think John in S4 is going it alone, for the most part – John’s tired of being left in the dark. And, after all the crap Mary and Sherlock (and possibly Sholto and his unknown family) have all put him through, he’s not going to trust anyone with his heart again either. Until Sherlock proves that he DOES love John and that John CAN trust him completely, it won’t be reciprocated in full. Sherlock most certainly trusts John, but Sherlock ALSO has to stop keeping John out of things, otherwise he’s never going to get John back. Sherlock is too protective of John for his own good, and I think that will be their downfall.

Only when they become a team will they finally be together in all definitions of the word.

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It seems odd to me that Mary does not recognize Sherlock when he shows up at the restaurant in The Empty Hearse.

If she is secretly employed by Moriarty, or is Moriarty, or is in any way related to Moriarty and his various and nefarious enterprises, either as an assassin, a colleague, a family member, or whatever, surely she would recognize Sherlock right off. If her purpose in lying to John and staying close to him is in any way related to Moriarty’s plans for Sherlock, she definitely should have.

If she is none of these things, and is merely a secret contract assassin with no ties nor interest in Sherlock Holmes whatsoever,  it’s still odd hat she didn’t recognize him, given a) Sherlock’s notoriety, combined with b) her boyfriend’s past and his current status as Sherlock’s mourning best friend. She’s surely seen pictures of him. How did she not recognize him?

If she did recognize him for either of these very reasonable reasons, but chose to pretend she did not recognize him when John did in the restaurant in The Empty Hearse, what purpose could it possibly serve?

[edit] I guess I should put a SLIGHT NSFW warning here, (just tags/description of a story below.)

So, I know this isn’t Johnlock or even Sherlock related (well, unless you guys wanna solve this for me)

I went on ao3 (the Dean Winchester/Castiel tag) and went right to the end to read the very first fic on ao3 and then this happened

I don’t…


… I don’t even understand.

Like, I…

The internet wasn’t even INVENTED (well, publicly)

Like, this is obviously a joke

But how…?


thegenderbinaryisalie  asked:

Hi! Yesterday i got myself into a discussion with some non-believers, of a feminist aware kind, whose main argument against tjlc seemed to be that it's 2016 we can request representation in more than just subtext. They made me feel, not only like a queerbaited fool, but also like I put myself down by being happy with representation in just the subtext. This kept me up at night and I would like someone elses thoughts on it. Also do you think we ever will get to hear them say out loud "I'm gay/bi"

Hello, my beautiful wonderful friend! 

I’m SO sorry for the delay on a reply to this. I’m very new to the community myself (only just recently discovering my own asexuality through analysing Sherlock) so I was trying to think of an answer I myself would want to hear, and I truly hope I help you feel better.

Honestly, I think it’s a waste of time to engage in discussions with people who don’t believe or think the whole thing is queerbaiting. The WHOLE POINT of the subtext is to warm people up to the idea of it being made text. In 2010, when this series first started, gay marriage was still illegal in the UK and the world was new to the idea of it all being socially acceptable. IT ONLY BECAME LEGAL TWO YEARS AGO (2014) for same sex marriage in the UK, and LAST YEAR in ALL STATES IN THE US. Your acquaintances say this because they’re talking like this series started in the NOW. Certainly, if this series was started this year, then yes, agreed, no need for the subtext. But in 2010, it just… was more difficult. So, as both men are masters of subtext, they decided to warm up the audience instead to the idea of John and Sherlock inevitably being together, and in the end make the audience demand they end up together, kind of like it was done in one of their favourite films, The Princess Bride, which Sherlock coincidentally has a lot in common with (and what do we say about coincidences?).

I know the argument is old, but it is still valid – ask these people one thing: if one or the other main protagonist was a woman, is it subtext then? There’d be no mistaking that John or Sherlock were openly flirting with one another. There’s NO subtext in that, at least! The flirting is only subtext because some homophobic asshats are insisting on this series being a bromance. Mark Gatiss, a gay man who is actively involved in supporting rights of LGBT+ people and positive portrayals of LGBT+ characters in the media, would not just… queerbait. And Steven Moffat has openly gay and bi characters in his other show, Doctor Who and he is SO hard up on being the one to make these classic characters be together at last. AND their favourite adaptation of Sherlock Holmes ever is The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes, a movie that the writer, Billy Wilder, has openly come out to say that his Holmes was gay, but because of the laws and time period, he just couldn’t do that. In this day and age, to say that a show which has so much queercoding will eventually lead to nothing is so ridiculous. There is a long game at work here, and I honestly think it is some of the most brilliant storytelling I’ve ever come across.

Like I said, Moffat is just JUMPING at the chance to make them a couple (show your friends the Unaired Pilot and ask them to come back to you… John and Sherlock, by now, would be married in Sussex with bees and 4 dogs if they continued down THAT train). In fact, it’s MARK who is holding him back (SPOILERS!). He couldn’t wait so he made his own gay Holmes and Watson in Doctor Who, and test ran a storyline in the latest season. Mark wants to tell a beautiful love story; Steven just wants them to get together already (this is my headcanon and I’m sticking to it!).

I’ve written extensive masterposts on why I think that none of what TPTB are doing is queerbaiting, so I’ll just link you to this abridged version I did up a bit ago so you can pick the posts you want to read. If you’re ever doubting Johnlock, READ THE STUFF AT THAT LINK. Please. 

As for my opinion on if they will come outright and say they’re gay / bi? THEY SHOULDN’T HAVE TO by the end of all this. THIS is what the subtext is for; this is what it’s trying to accomplish. Mofftiss want us to root for the heroes to end up together. Mofftiss want to normalize queer relationships and they’re choosing two of the most prominent literary heroes in history to do it. They want to make a queer relationship just like any het couple you see on TV. When people watch a movie or television, people automatically assume the male and female characters are just incidentally going to be together by the end; THIS is the goal Mark and Steven are trying to achieve, that ANY two people will be assumed to be in a relationship by the end of the series. I honestly don’t think Mofftiss will ever have the characters say it; they’re going to make it explicitly clear by the end of the series that John and Sherlock are together. However, I think the possibility of John correcting someone by saying “I’m actually bi” to parallel his “I’m not actually gay” has a high probability to happen. because some people still think that bisexuality isn’t real. But other than that, I don’t think they’ll make Sherlock come out and say he’s gay; a blind man can see he’s been coded gay since day one and not interested in women, and I honestly think that this coding will be amped up in S4 now that Sherlock has come to terms with his sexuality / love and need for John in TAB. Sherlock shouldn’t have to be a stereotype, but BEN chose the way Sherlock acted when he was drunk and without his guards up in TSo3. BEN. Not Mofftiss. BEN. Because he thought that’s how Sherlock really is (though I can’t remember if the quote ended there or “when he’s drunk”). I’m sure Mofftiss obviously had input into it, obviously, but still people argue that Ben and Martin would never go for it.

TSo3 was the gayest episode to ever gay before TAB, and it was supposed to be the most hetero thing ever. Really, if your acquaintances can’t see that, there’s honestly no helping them. I know from personal experience that people stuck in a heteronormative view of the world or are bigots will not budge from a straight reading of the show; I worked with someone who thought TSo3 made no sense, while my sister’s boyfriend thought it was ‘funny’. Right, the most depressing episode on this side of TRF is ‘funny’. Okay.

I’m putting my money on the series ending like TAB did, only in modern times (because Mofftiss LOVE THEIR GODDAMNED PARALLELS) with the two of them talking and chatting, and Sherlock gets up from his chair and goes to sit on John’s lap, “Just the two of us against the rest of the world?”, “Yeah.”, and they start kissing, camera pans out the window to overlook London. 

It would LITERALLY BE Sherlock’s dream come true. I’m sentimental like that.

Anyway, TL;DR: 

  • No, it’s not queerbaiting, it’s heterobaiting.
  • Mofftiss want queer relationships to be the norm.
  • People shouldn’t HAVE to say what their sexuality is. It’s no one’s business but you and your chosen partner’s. But because the world is so stuck on heteronormativity, people will assume unless a flashing neon sign is in their face.
  • Your acquaintances are poopy-heads.
  • Johnlock is canon and all is right in the world.
  • Amen.

Genny, honestly, don’t let it keep you up at night. Representation IS important, I agree, and you should NOT be ashamed of being proud that one of history’s greatest Sherlock Holmes adaptations is finally going to get it right! That a 7-Emmy Award Winning Show with A-List Actors is doing that for you. That you can relate to the troubles of the characters. That you feel special because finally, FINALLY someone has listened to you. 

DO NOT FEEL ASHAMED. You are amazing and beautiful. These acquaintances of yours are toxic to your mental health. Please be safe. Personally, I don’t think you should associate with them anymore if this is a common occurrence, them making you feel like this. Please, and this goes for everyone, never hesitate to PM me anytime in the chat; I don’t want you to ever feel like you are not important. I think you’re important, and it only takes just one person. 💜

All you have to do is think of how perfect this love story is and that, in the end, Mofftiss© will bless us with Johnlock™ and the Fires Shall Burn Brighter Than They Ever Have Before®. 

And you know what else? Slow burn romance is the BEST romance, in my opinion. It makes the ending THAT MUCH SWEETER.

anonymous asked:

prompt: theres a crime scene at a bumblee farm thing and sherlock gets way ethusiastic about the bees and sorta forgets about the crime all together as he bounces around to all the different hives, dragging molly by the hand, much to the amusement/annoyance of others. xD

Thank you for this delightful little prompt, Nonny! I thought long and hard about this one and I hope it is to your taste! x


The Sweetest Thing

DI Lestrade exhaled with relief when a familiar black car pulled up into the driveway of the grand old estate they were in. The house, if you could call it that, was massive and it had so much land surrounding it, it felt like a country in its own right. 

“Sherlock,” he greeted, with a slight nod, “Oh, hello Molly, didn’t expect to see you here…”

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I actually loved the Moriarty thing. Like, he was a delight to have back again and I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed him (“I’m relatable that way”), BUT I was also glad that he was still dead, because I was really worried they’d diminish the impact of his death by bringing him back. But it felt right to have Moriarty in this episode. If this is indeed the end (or the beginning), Moriarty should have been there. 

😢 Cuddles 😢
  • *in the lab*
  • Sherlock: *strolls in*
  • Molly: *carrying heavy folders; relieved* Oh, hey... *holds out her arms* Could you help me?
  • Sherlock: *nods* Sure *steps closer and hugs her*
  • Molly: *blinks* What are you doing?
  • Sherlock: *breathes her in* Oxytocin. Getting my fix.
  • Molly: *blushes* Oh *awkward* Um, I'm a bit busy.
  • Sherlock: *steps back* I do apologise *takes her folders and discards them on the bench*
  • Sherlock: *pulls her in his arms and holds her close*
  • Molly: *blushes more* That's not what I meant.
  • Sherlock: *smiles into her neck* If you can't beat them...
  • Molly: *sighs; wraps her arms around his neck*
  • Sherlock: *eyes closed, breathes deeply* Mmmm, that's the stuff.
  • Molly: *giggles* I should-
  • Sherlock: Shhh.
  • Molly: *pulls back a little* I'd love to do this more later, Sherlock. It's just... *looks around*
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *embarrassed* Right. Sorry.
  • Molly: *kisses his cheek* That's okay. Your place or mine?
  • Sherlock: *clears his throat* Um, doesn't matter. Haven't really thought about it. Mine.
  • Molly: *grinning* I'll see you later.
  • Sherlock: *shuffles on the spot*
  • Molly: *smiles* Do you need a little pick-me-up?
  • Sherlock: *nods*
  • Molly: *cuddles him* Soppy git.
  • Sherlock: *smiling peacefully* Yeah.