wiggins

Drop Me A Line - Asks as Beatles’ Singles

Love Me Do - top 5 favorite love songs?
From Me To You  - do you write letters?
Thank You Girl - person in your life you’re most thankful for?
She Loves You - favorite band?
I’ll Get You - favorite solo artist?
I Want To Hold Your Hand - right handed or left handed?
This Boy - favorite instrument?
Komm, Gib Mir Deine Hand (I Want To Hold Your Hand) - how many languages do you speak?
Sie Liebt Dich (She Loves You)  - favorite place you’ve been?
Long Tall Sally - Height?
I Call Your Name  - last person you called?
Slow Down - favorite song to drive to?
Matchbox - do you smoke?
I Feel Fine - song i like to listen to when I’m happy?
She’s a Woman - top 5 favorite female singers?
Bad Boy - top 5 favorite male singers?
Yes It Is - best concert you’ve been to?
I’m Down - song i like to listen to when I’m sad?
We Can Work It Out - whats more important to you, peace or standing up for what you think is right?
Paperback Writer - favorite book?
Rain - favorite weather?
Lady Madonna - are you religious?
The Inner Light - sunrise or sunset?
Hey Jude - artist you most want to meet/hang out with?
Revolution - what song/album would you put on repeat right now?
Get Back - old fad you wish would come back?
Don’t Let Me Down - song that reminds you of a friend?
The Ballad Of John And Yoko - favorite lyric?
Old Brown Shoe - favorite outfit?
Across The Universe - where do you want to travel to?
Let It Be  - last song you listened to so much that someone eventually made you turn it off?
You Know My Name (Look Up The Number) - what would you name a son/daughter?

Done with your bullshit // Sherlock x Reader

Words // 1100 (be proud of me okay this is long)

Warnings // None, I suppose mentions of drug abuse

Summary // After knowing him for 10+ years you’ve gotten sick of Sherlock’s bullshit (Set during The Lying Detective)

A/N // I’m thinking about writing both more Headcanons and Hamilton but I’m not sure yet, I’m trying to write more Sherlock if you want it.

Originally posted by darlingtonsubstitution

“Hello dear,’’ Mrs. Hudson greeted you and you smiled but didn’t say anything back. You took a deep breath, it had been a week since you last visited Sherlock as you had finally gotten fed up with all his bullshit then, which was a surprise to both him and yourself as you had been with him through a lot of bullshit, more than you should’ve really put up with.

You had met Sherlock in University, you were studying [favourite subject] and once day you were working in the library on a project when you met him, he was rude and basically the exactly same he was now. It was funny though to think back, at first you weren’t really interested in Sherlock but he seemed rather interested in you which is why he did something rather close to stalking but you eventually forgave him for that. It was specially funny back then to see him as now he had fully embraced his height and was comfortable with it but when you had met him he was the ‘awkward tall’ and didn’t seem to really fit in his body which didn’t help with his less than lacking people skills.

You had truly been through all his bullshit, the two of you become somewhat good friends through University which made Mycroft force himself to inspect you and had a somewhat experience like John had, Mycroft was impressed with all your knowledge of your subject and a few others that related to it and deemed you somewhat worthy, you could hold an intelligent conversation with him which was more than most people could which is why he left you alone from then on.

A few years after you two had finished University you had discovered about Sherlock’s drug abuse and that wasn’t something you took lightly, there was a moment where you two had a non-existent friend-ship but eventually he apologized and didn’t necessarily promise you to stop, he promised you to only use it in extreme cases when he had to deal with boredom and you hesitantly agreed to that, knowing that he got bored easily but also that he recently had been solving a few cases for Scotland Yard

You were happy when he met John and found it very nice to know he was normal and he was surprised Sherlock was able to maintain a normal person as his friend for so long. John was able to vent with you about all the things Sherlock did which you had experienced before and it was nice for him and for you to talk to someone who’s able to relate.

You were shocked when the news hit you that Sherlock had killed himself but then Mycroft had appeared at your door, explaining the situation. Sherlock wasn’t dead but Moriarity was, you didn’t really know Moriarity at all. When he came onto the scene Sherlock was extremely careful with you and made sure to keep you at more of a distance so he wouldn’t use you, you understood it when he explained it. It was extremely hard though, you tried to drop subtle hints to John that Sherlock was alive but it was hopeless. You tried to give him the best support you could and were relieved when he started to move on with Mary because he was getting his life back on track rather than dwelling on the past. He made a very active effort to stay in touch which was nice.

You sighed, you did really put up with all the bullshit there was going on but then you had gotten sick of it, what happened to Mary was horrible and very sad and you were also consumed with grief, she had become a good friend of yours, and you understood John but you just couldn’t get around how he blamed it on Sherlock. He didn’t seem to remember how the years were when Sherlock was supposedly dead which made you rather angry with John but it was worse with Sherlock.

You opened the door and was surprised at Sherlock who was on the couch, his eyes shut, and Wiggins who was sitting behind a laptop. You didn’t like Wiggins but you didn’t necessarily hate him, he was okay but it was just the drugs part that made you almost hate him.

“He’s actually sleeping?’’ You said, almost amused.

“Sort of, passed out, I had to drag him up here. Mrs. Hudson seems to terrified to come in here.’’ He replied and you nodded. Within a few seconds he was gone. You looked at the different pictures which were pinned into the wall, it were just a few above the couch of someone you had seen on the telly but you couldn’t quite remember his name, he was someone important or something like that.

“What are you doing here?’’ Sherlock asked as you were towering over him, your eyes still on the pictures. “Who is he?’’ You asked and Sherlock grunted.

“Culverton Smith, serial killer.’’ He replied once he got up, you gave him a look. “Any evidence?’’

“Just know it.’’ He replied and you laughed. “Of course you do.’’

He smiled for a second and then asked: “What are you doing here?’’

“Well, dunno. I still don’t know whether to apologize or be angry with you after last week,’’ You said and started to walk over to the other side of the room, casting a curious glance at the knife stabbed in something. “I’ve been through so much stupid bullshit with you, drug abuse, you pretending to be dead, stalking me at uni, remember that?’’ You said with a small chukle and he nodded.

“You need to stop this because I’m sick of all this bullshit. I’ve been through enough for ten life times, with both you and your lovely brother who thinks it’s appropriate to stalk someone if they meet you,’’ Sherlock smiled. “There are plenty of people who care for you, even go as far to love you.’’ You said with a tired sigh.

“Like who?’’ He countered.

“Mrs. Hudson, Mycroft, John and no don’t you dare comment because he does, basically all the people who you solved the murder of a friend or relative are thankful to you for god’s sake! Even me.’’ You said, frustration was obvious

“You love me?’’ He said, almost in disbelief.

“Oh shut up you’re supposedly the great consulting detective, too smart to use the tile of private detective. Of course I do, seems everyone who meets you is slightly charmer or scared away.’’

“I’m sorry.’’ And that’s where it all started.

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The three amazing gifs above were created by the lovely @rominatrix. :D I’m in the midst of writing/brainstorming my first fic in almost a decade (!!!!), and I wanted a gif showcasing how John and Martin acts when he’s angry and wishing to inflict harm on someone. After revisiting this scene in HLV and screaming THIS IS IT!, I inquired about having her create gifs for me since she’s doing commissions. If you’re interested in having her do gifs for you (cause she’s great and you too can have kick ass gifs), check out her commissions URL here!

In TLD, when Sherlock meets Faith, Sherlock is already withdrawing. We see his hand shake. He’s not used for a few hours at least, and by the time he goes out into the night, that’s a full night of wandering without any express usage. He says he’s high, which he probably is, but it’s gotta be residual… this is important because it means when he loses his grip on reality, first where he screams on the bridge with Faith on the bench and then with the Culverton mind palace scene, he seems genuinely out of place and disoriented: he’s been using for weeks. this isn’t his usual reaction to heroin. Wiggins points out that he’s ‘had too much, and that’s HIM saying that’, but we never see him ‘top up’ and yet he makes a point to do so in front of John so they’re not shy about showing that sort of thing.

Is it possible that Eurus drugged him with DT12 during this time? Perhaps when he begins losing it on the bridge, he seems to black out for a moment or two, which would give Eurus time enough to drug him and then scarper? 

idk, the whole scene where he’s walking up walls and freaking out doesn’t really seem like a heroin symptom; heroin is a numbing agent. it leaves you feeling detached and floaty, it’s not a psycho-stimulant. it shouldn’t make him hallucinate the way that he does. I’m just thinking out loud mostly but I think it’s possible Sherlock is dosed with something other than heroin, which is why he goes off the rails the way that he does, because heroin doesn’t really explain the insanity of his walls and the shakespeare speech - unless he’s using cocaine on the side, too (because all of that screams stimulants, not depressants). 

just thinking out loud mostly

@whatiwassuggesting @watsonswaltz @the-7-percent-solution

John: Hello, people who do not live here.

Sherlock: Hey.

Molly: Hi.

Eurus: Hello.

Bill: ‘sup.

John: I gave you the key for emergencies.

Sherlock: We’re out of milk.