–Spoilerish for the end of Season 4 of BBC Sherlock–
The nasty people shitting hate all over Sherlock’s writers by wishing them DEAD because of what happened (or, more accurately, didn’t happen) in the final episode are giving me such third-degree second-hand embarrassment I’ll be surprised if I survive the rest of the day without cringing myself into the next dimension. I’m glad I slipped off the TJLC hype train before it derailed off a cliff because reading all these hateful comments in all tags relating to BBC Sherlock are making me want to hurl. This is worse than the time half the fandom saw blood just because Amanda Abbington was playing Mary.
John and Sherlock do love each other more than what I think a lot of people realize. Their connection transcends friendship without having to be labelled as romantic; they love each other deeply and dearly without ever having to express it in the ways the audience wanted, and that’s as plain as the nose on all of your faces. John loves Sherlock. Sherlock loves John. TJLC isn’t real in the way people thought, but that doesn’t mean they love each other any less.