I love how John’s expression throughout all of season 1 is like “interesting point, but did you need to explain it to me with our faces two inches apart?” but he like ,still doesn’t move his head back…sooo…

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I’ve been so busy back working at the surgery I’ve not had time to post. Sherlock hates it, of course, but problem is we lead a pretty expensive life (Sherlock loves going on dates to the ballet and tickets don’t come cheap!) so we need a bit of disposable income.

I’d say the normalcy is welcome but really, I miss Sherlock so much while I’m there I’m not sure it’s worth it. Maybe we should take on more big cases that’ll pay more.


Eurus Holmes

“Look how brilliant you are. Your mind has created the perfect metaphor. You’re high above us, all alone in the sky, and you understand everything except how to land. Now, I’m just an idiot. But I’m on the ground. I can bring you home.”

The Crush -Sherlock X Reader


Warnings: Minor language

Summary: Reader has a crush and asks Sherlock for advice.


Y/N was head over heels in love with Sherlock Holmes; that much was plain to see. 

Well, I mean, for most people. 

John knew it. So did Lestrade. Oh, and Molly, and Mrs. Hudson, and even Mycroft were all fully aware of the massive crush Y/N had had on him for a long time. Really, the only person unaware was none other than Sherlock himself. 

In his defense, he tended to avoid Y/N. Actually, no, he loved being around Y/N, taking every excusable chance to be with her, just not looking at her. At least not when she was looking. She was pretty, what could he say? It wasn’t his fault for that. 

It was one of those afternoons–Y/N had come over for her reserved time at 221B, sipping cautiously on the hot tea Mrs. Hudson had prepared for them. John was out on some sort of date that particular day, and that let Sherlock all to himself as he avoided Y/N’s eyes. 

Perhaps if he had looked, he would have seen how they were dilated when she looked at him. 

“Sherlock,” Y/N said, breaking their heavy silence. 

His head shot up, eyes resting on the wall behind her. “Yes?”

“I have this problem,” she said slowly. An idea had formed in her mind; one that was risky and probably stupid, but one that she was willing to try nonetheless. 

“What sort of problem?” Sherlock asked. 

Y/N hesitated for only a moment. “A boy problem.”

He felt something in his stomach shift uncomfortably. His eyes focused in the saucer in his hands. “You know I’m not one for romance, Y/N.”

“I know,” she replied. “But could we try something?”

“Something like what?”

“Something like this: I describe the man I’m having trouble with, and you tell me whether or not I stand a chance.”

You stand a chance with anyone, Sherlock thought to himself. He quickly shook it off, deciding to not let any sort of sentiment take over. “I suppose,” he finally said. 

“Well,” she started. “He’s tall. Dark hair, brilliant blue eyes. Sort of skinny, I guess, but–”

“Sounds like a character sketch,” Sherlock complained. “Are you filing a police report or describing a man you’re… fond of?" 

The last words had gotten stuck in his throat for whatever reason, but he chose not to dwell on that. Or the fact that the man Y/N was describing seemed ideal for a woman. 

"Okay, fine,” Y/N mumbled with a small chuckle. It was almost like she knew something he didn’t… “He’s not particularly kind–”

“Then why do you like him?” He questioned quickly. 

“Because I can see past that,” she insisted. “He’s brilliant. Absolutely brilliant, but also a complete idiot.”

“Idiot?” Sherlock frowned. “If you hadn’t described him physically, I might be worried you were talking about Anderson." 

For whatever reason, the comment made her laugh harder than it should have. 

"God, no. It’s not Anderson,” she assured him through her laughter. 

“Then who the hell is it?” Sherlock cried. “You’ve described someone who seems like the man of your dreams, so why don’t you just go and ask him on a date?!”

Something in Y/N snapped, just a bit. “He’s not really one to date, Sherlock! I think you should know that!”

He stood. “How? How would I know that? This man is a stranger to me!”

“No he–God!” Y/N stood in front of him, inches from his face. He tried not to recoil back from the frustration in her expression. 

“It’s you, you bloody idiot! I was talking about you! You’re the man I’m in love with!” she yelled. 

Sherlock stood there, stuck in a state of shock. Y/N didn’t know what to do, so anxiously, she sat back down. 

“Well, now you know,” she muttered. 

“You… It was me, I’m the man you’re in love with?” Sherlock said slowly. 

“That’s what I just said, wasn’t it?” Y/N retorted, trying not to cry as tears burned behind her eyes. 

Sherlock swallowed. “You asked me if you had a chance with the man, and the answer is yes.”

Her head shot up. “Y-yes?" 

Kneeling down to meet her eyes, he nodded. "Y/N, I have been feeling… Feelings toward you for quite some time. I was sure you could never feel the same.”

Y/N’s arms wrapped suddenly around his torso  in a tight hug. “I thought the same thing,” she admitted. 

She felt Sherlock chuckle, slowly wrapping his arms around her. “I’m glad we were wrong." 

The Simulation in Extremis reminds me of the Supercomputer (Earth) in THHGTTG, proposed by Deep Thought. DT came up with the answer 42, but that wasn’t helping, because the people who built it didn’t know what the question was. So, they built a computational Matrix incorporating living beings, that will come up with the question. 

In the end, after Earth gets destroyed before the task is completed, Arthur Dent comes up with the question: what do you get if you time 6 by 9?

Like in Eurus’s Song: six by sixteen … Nine by nineteen.

Will someone totally unassuming be shown as being behind the simulation in Doctor Who, like the mice? Will Earth again be destroyed? Or will it be saved by the Doctor doing something totally improbable?

Because silence will fall when the question is asked. One of Moffat’s catch phrases. But what is the question? Do we really know it?

River featured in this episode by her book (the Guide is a book as well). And those things in the red robes reminded me of a Zombie Version of the Silence.

What Were The Bad Things Mary Did?

The Tbilisi operation is the only detailed information we get about Mary’s past actions, an anti-terror operation in which she herself became a victim of treason. There is nothing in it that would explain this:

  • bad, bad girl
  • If you love me, don’t read it in front of me. Because you won’t love me when you’ve finished and I don’t want to see that happen.
  • The stuff Magnussen has on me, I would go to prison for the rest of my life.
  • They were always such reliable killers.

The thing is we are never really shown Mary’s bad sides, at least not where her professional work is concerned. Her actions are mentioned in passing but John is never really confronted with them. He learns about the one story in which she herself became a victim. 

  • Team of agents, the best. 
  • AGRA were very reliable; then came the Tbilisi incident. They were sent in to free the hostages but it all went horribly wrong.

This is what we are told about AGRA (and that they worked for the highest bidder which is not a crime in itself.) They were meant to free hostages - where is the crime in that? 

So Mary’s one really bad action we observe and which John knows about is her shooting Sherlock. And for this she is forgiven by both Sherlock and John. Which results in a logical problem: As long as we do not learn about the bad things she did and wanted to hide from John, her shooting Sherlock is not justifiable and she does not deserve forgiveness. 

The writers seem to realise this and let Mary sacrifice herself for Sherlock. Quid pro quo. 

But this is does not work either because now John blames Sherlock and eliminates him from his life. The problem is that John ignored what Mary really did and that we - the audience - were not shown either. Even after TST John can keep ignoring her past. He saw what became of Ajay but this was not Mary’s fault but Norbury’s. So the fact that with Mary we get the exact opposite of “show, don’t tell”, that is “tell, don’t show”, makes it impossible to really understand the whole Mary arc. And it does not explain either why in TLD she suddenly embodies John’s better self. 

“Johnlockers were the only ones who hated The Final Problem.”

Plenty of my friends irl are casuals who have never even heard of TJLC and are not a part of the fandom. Some ship Adl0ck, some Sherl0lly, some Sheriarty, some Johnlock, and some ship nothing. But you know what they all have in common? None of them liked TFP or even s4. 

The first thing they told me when I asked them “Did you watch s4 yet?” was “Yea, pretty disappointing though.” This was without me saying anything about Johnlock, or my own opinion of TFP, or the plot holes and mischaracterisations.  

So please, stop saying that Johnlockers and TJLCers are ‘trashing the show because their ship isn’t canon’. TFP was honestly just as open-ended as every other episode. I never thought I’d say this, but s4 and TFP hate is perfectly justified, because all ships aside, there was stuff that was genuinely wrong with the episode. 

Another stupid Sherlock fic idea I’d love to see used as a prompt:

Sherlock somehow discovers the wealth of fan art (i.e. porn) on Tumblr about him and John. He’s never been in a physical relationship before, but he’s starting to realize he’d quite like to try sex with John. Luckily, Tumblr seems to have no end of illustrated guides for wooing John (or so he believes).

John, of course, is totally broadsided when Sherlock basically greets him one day with “I bought you milk, jam, and new red pants, and made you tea. I believe that’s the appropriate courting ritual. Can we have sex now? I know what you like because I’ve done my research on the internet.”