JOHNLOCK FANFIC CULTURE IN A NUTSHELL

Got me woooping in my quiet empty apartment

we as a society need to embrace the fact that martin freeman is actually fine as hell

Being an English Lit student and into dark academia means every time I wear a white shirt I become a Jacobean Shakesperean actor, Hamlet, Fitzwilliam Darcy, John Keats (all the Romantics, actually), a 17th century pirate and somehow an ABBA member - all at once. And I love it

Oh my god I'm crying at the thought of season 3

Hope Crowley gets to be extremely dramatic in S3

Writing Prompt

"Whatever will I do without you?"

Why did he say 'will' and not 'would'? Does he imagine I'd leave him now? How could I walk away from the most tenacious and formidable friend I've ever had the good fortune of making?

listen…. middle aged ships are my jam. there’s something hopeful about seeing two older people fall in love (or still being in love) on my screen. 

give me two workaholics who realise there’s more to life than their job when they meet each other. 

give me two people who’ve been to hell and back together for years and have always had each others backs.

give me two people who’ve been married for decades and are more in love than ever. 

give me two lonely people thrown together in a life or death situation and let them realise they wouldn’t want anyone else by their side. 

give me two people who’ve been heartbroken more times than they can count who find hope in each other.

GIVE ME OLDER SHIPS

Sometimes I get so embarrassed remembering how Sherlock’s show-off urges include showing off the fact that John hangs out with him. Like as soon as Sherlock shows up anywhere he’s like, “Hello, this man is WITH ME, did everyone hear that? He is my colleague, my friend, my partner; he is FAMILY so if you want to say something to ME you have to say it to HIM because we are ALWAYS TOGETHER. He thinks my life is worth preserving, so JOT THAT DOWN. He is NOT an old man with a mustache that ages him; his RATIOS are IDEAL and he WALKS like THAT for the REASON YOU THINK. He is PERFECT at everything and he chooses to spend his time being OBSESSED with me, so everyone who has ever doubted or criticized me can EAT SHIT. THIS is the caliber of person I attract, and I have ZERO need for ANY of you or ANY of your compliments because you could NEVER understand how little they mean compared to the ones I get — CONSTANTLY! — from this outstanding man.”

And everyone is always like “uh okay sure, anyway here’s the body we called you about”

Got to see Hadestown for the first time ever today (and it was amazing oh my god I had no idea what I was missing) and I'd just like to give a shout out to the poor soul in the audience who had clearly never heard the myth of Orpheus before, because when Orpheus turned around at the end the audience was dead silent except for this one very audible gasp of "no!" from somewhere in the crowd. And after Euridyce was gone and Orpheus dropped to his knees in grief, all anybody --cast, audience, the uncaring gods, etc -- could hear was muffled weeping from the same person

Watson: Look at the stars! They’re so beautiful…

Mary: They are.

Watson: You know who’s even more beautiful?

Mary: *blushing* Who?

Watson: Holmes.

Ed ‘Blackbeard’ Teach + Leather

Costume Designer: Christine Wada

we go just right.