oh john xd

You Write Sherlock’s Blog?

So, because of my comment (the last one) on this post, I decided to do some digging. You see, the blog is one of the major factors that messes with the theory that Sherlock has been in a coma since the fall. So, under the cut is me messing with ideas and interpretations of John’s blog with the idea that Sherlock’s been writing it since the fall, in his head. 

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“It’s like the most dysfunctional brother and sister relationship. This is like the sister I can go to bed naked with and not worry about. And trust me.. we have.”

I’m kinda in love with the fact that Silver decided that the best course of action to get back into Flint’s good graces and through the fog of his grief and madness was to get back to being the little shit he always was.

Silver: Listen, I stole your gold, you asshole. And I’m kinda proud of it, not gonna lie. You clearly needed to be taken down a notch or two. Like tone it 1000% the fuck down. This aint Destiny’s Child and you are not Beyoncé. 


Silver: Damn right. Now, look what else I can do! SHARKS! 


okay but like don’t even try to tell me this isn’t the most beautiful cast ever

anonymous asked:

"How? What? How!" John stammered the first time he saw Sherlock's erection. "What?" Sherlock said puzzled. John took a breath, allowed himself to formulate a complete thought and then started speaking, "you're huge, how do you get yourself into those tight trousers you always wear with THAT between your legs?!" "I have an excellent tailor," Sherlock replied, "can we please have sex now?" "I suppose," John chuckled. "Would you like me to top?" Sherlock asked. "Oh god yes!"


Mary, John & Sherlock —  221b Baker Street

anonymous asked:

Sherlock stood frozen in his bedroom doorway because he'd come home and found John down on one knee. "No!" John exclaimed quickly getting up, "I'm not! This isn't! I don't! Oh for fuck's sake, I don't even have a ring yet, I haven't even asked your parents for permission, or Mycroft, you know how he is, if I don't run it by him first he'll have me killed before we can set a date." "So if you're not going to propose, what are you doing on one knee?" Sherlock asked. "Tying my shoe."

*snortgiggle* XD

anonymous asked:

"Sherlock..." John said cautiously, "what are you doing with that honey?" "I'm going to slather it on my cock and then ask you to remove it using only your tongue. I'm hoping you'll bring me to orgasm in the process," Sherlock told him, "why are you suddenly bright red John? You can't possibly be embarrassed you've done much dirtier things to me with your tongue." "Sherlock, your parents just heard that," John hissed. "Don't worry John we had quite an adventurous sex life when we were young..."


kirakira-suteki  asked:

John is a bit peeved. It's been four years since his marriage fell apart and he came back to Baker Street with his baby. And three years since he has been in a relationship with Sherlock, who against all the odds was wonderful with children. In fact too wonderful. "Daddy Sherly! I'm going to be your bride when I grow up!" says Amanda, starry eyed. And they said that a girl's first love is her father... For a Watson, it seems there is only Sherlock, they both are the evidence.

oh my gosh so CUTE!!!~♥ 

anonymous asked:

"John if you die before me can I clone you?" Sherlock asked one night before bed. "Why?" John asked. "Because you're not just my best friend, you're my only friend and I'm not sure I could live without you when you died," Sherlock admitted. "Yes Sherlock you can clone me," John told him, "but if I don't die first you're going to have to leave me detailed instructions on how to clone you in your will because I don't think I could live without you either. Once was enough." "I love you too John."

oh my gosh!!!!


anonymous asked:

"He's said his first word! SH" "John filmed it on his phone! SH" "He'll send it to you later, Hamish keeps saying it and laughing so he's still filming. SH" John sent the video but Mycroft didn't get a chance to look at it. "Have you seen it?" Anthea asked when he got out of his meeting. "Not yet," Mycroft replied. Anthea brought up the video on her phone and pressed play, for the next five minutes Mycroft watched his nephew say no and giggle whenever Sherlock tried to go near his microscope.


anonymous asked:

"Whatever you do make sure you're wearing clothes at midnight. MH" Sherlock read the text and showed it to John puzzled. "Father's day starts at midnight," John reminds him, "I assume Hamish will be surprising us." "If he's awake," Sherlock shrugs and gets in bed. "HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!" Hamish shouts at midnight. "Thank you Hamish," John yawns and rolls over. "You can't go back to sleep I made cake!" Hamish announces. "Uncle Mycroft put you up to this didn't he?" Sherlock asks. "How'd you know?"

lol XD

anonymous asked:

"JOHN!" Sherlock exclaims when the army doctor gets home from his date early. "You warned me she wasn't worth my time," John says plopping down on the sofa next to his flatmate, "are you cold?" "No," Sherlock replies. "So why the blanket?" John asks, "are you sick?" "No," Sherlock blushes as John leans over to feel his forehead and brushes his very sensitive arousal, "I was watching Magic Mike, I like the one with the big dick." "It's not as big as mine," John says smugly. "Prove it!"


anonymous asked:

"So I um... Was wondering if maybe you would consider..." John says to his lover, "see I've had this very specific sexual fantasy ever since I saw Star Wars and I was hoping that you might want to... Ah... Fulfill it for me." "Is it slave Leia?" Sherlock asks. "How did you know?" John replies, "you've never seen star wars in your life!" "According to Mycroft all men your age have that sexual fantasy," Sherlock shrugs, "it's also a contributing factor to one in every ten thousand murders."


anonymous asked:

"Could you stop, please," Sherlock begged his flat mate. "Stop what?" John asked confused. "Pining over me," Sherlock replied, "you already have me." "Do I?" John asked him. "Yes John," Sherlock said affirmatively, "I'm not going to wake up one morning, realize I'm bored with you and end the relationship." "Are you sure?" John asked cautiously. "Would it help if we got married?" Sherlock proposed. "Are you asking?" John replied. "Not really, since we're already married." "What?!"