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john found out sherlock pretended to be busy and didn’t come to his birthday and he’s literally like he wasn’t busy he just struggled to fit in. this is like the sweetest most understanding thing he could say. i am the saddest person and i  w an t t o cry.

I envy my friends for this very reason. I practically sobbed, plotted theories and somehow held myself together. And these people don't even wait for like 10 minutes.

Currently rewatching Sherlock with my parents (they are watching it for the first time)

And we just watched "The Reichenbach Fall" and then just immediately watched the next episode...

And it was the strangest feeling because I remember the mania that swept the internet when the episode aired and how everyone spent the next two years analyzing every millisecond of it and coming up with every possible way Sherlock could've faked his death.

Two years

Two years

It was surreal to hear my mom say "Oh, I knew he was still alive" and my dad say, "lets see how he did it." And click on to the next episode.

They will never know how lucky they are

Coming into a fandom late

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"Exploring a new case"

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I'VE NEVER SEEN A MORE PERFECT SUMMARY

A Study In Pink [Sherlock] : what I retained

John: life is shit

Psy: ok

John: war

Psy: ok thank u now pay me

*some war nightmares and a gun later, in a park*

John: *life is shit face*

Mike: hey im the fat dude remember

John: hey life is shit, also war

Mike: cool, lemme introduce you to my sociopath gay friend who is not my friend because i dissappear from the whole serie after I make you two fall in love forever

John: what

Mike: eheh

*in a room with a dead body, a sociopath and a rejected girl loving dead bodies and sociopaths*

Mike: yo

Sherlock: *gay look towards the new pretty soldier* im interested but not showing it cause im a queen

John: here take my phone and all my clothes if you need

Sherlock: oW

Sherlock: afghanistan or Iraq

Sherlock: also Molly lol you ugly

John: * .....has stop working....*

Mike: eheh

Sherlock: i like cute blond army soldiers lets live together and do everything together from now

John: sounds good i dont find this creepy at all

Sherlock: *winks*

John:♡o♡

Mike: eheh

*new home*

Sherlock: call me by my first name but you can call me how you want i dont care. love me please

Mrs.Hudson: look at my gay baby boys

John: no

Sherlock: thank you

John: what a shit decoration taste

John: also you're pretty but you're website is shit

Sherlock: this was rude but you're cute

Sherlock: wanna see a corpse

John: wow so romantic im coming

*around a corpse*

Sherlock: deductions deductions deductions

John: how marvelous

John: take me

Lestrade: im out

Donovan: the psycho is a bitch

John: no you

*somewhere we dont care in london*

Mycroft: im the master of cameras

John: Ridiculous. I wanna find my new boyfriend

Mycroft: also the master of mysterious cabs

John: ok

John: hey you're a girl so im flirting with you because im not gay and im not into the cheekbones guy

Anthea: do i look like i give a shit

John: *entering another dark place* ridiculous.

Mycroft: i wanna scare you

John: ridiculous

Mycroft: look at my pretty umbrella

John: i just wanna go home you weirdo

Mycroft: i know everything about you

John: lol big coat man already did that im not impressed anymore

John: also war

Sherlock: *texting his new boyfriend*

John: gotta go, bye bitches

John: jusg taking my gun on my way

Anthea: do I look like I give a shit

*with pretty boyfriend*

Sherlock: lol nothing just wanted to see you

John: i find this perfectly normal

Sherlock: text a serial killer please

John: okay

John: wait wha-

Sherlock: you're better looking than my skull friend

Sherlock: date?

John: YES

John: I mean no because im not gay but YES

*during the not gay date*

Angelo: you cute and gay

Sherlock: thank you

John: no

Sherlock: eat

John: ok

Angelo: here some gay candles

John: no

Sherlock: thank you

John: you single?

Sherlock: this is literally a date

John: no

Sherlock: i dont like girls

John: cool

John: I keep that information

John: for no gay reason

John: *bi lipslicking*

Sherlock: RUN

John: WHEREVER YOU GO

Sherlock: lol it was a test, means you dont need your cane

John: what cane?

Sherlock: why are there idiots in our flat

Anderson: *idiots stuff*

Sherlock: *clash*

John: dats my boy

Sherlock: I solved the case

Cabbie: cool now come so i can kill you

Sherlock: no

Cabbie: but it's fun

Sherlock: ok

John: why the hell nobody noticed that the super annoying good looking detective left

Anderson: he is a psycho

John: oh you're the boyfriend of the bitch you bitch

*somewhere lost and dark that we can easily find with a gps*

Sherlock: im smarter

Cabbie: im smarter

Sherlock: this is a fake gun

Cabbie: you're smarter

Sherlock: but im playing your game anyway because my life is boring and death is fun

Cabbie: *gets shot*

Sherlock: oh no but this is not fun

Sherlock: how do i know if im the smarter now

Dying cabbie: moriarty

Sherlock: lets go for two seasons then

Sherlock: means 5 more episodes lol

*among useless policemen and police cars doing beep beep*

Lestrade: put the blanket on

Sherlock: I dont need a blanket dad i worked hard dad

Lestrade: who shot

Sherlock: my deduction skills tell me it's a cute blond army doctor but ive no idea who

John: *is here and good looking but still no gay*

Sherlock: oops

Lestrade: can you repeat everything because I'm cute and nice but not very smart

Sherlock: nope

Sherlock: but im putting the blanket on, look dad

Lestrade: it's all fine then

Sherlock: *throws the blanket away to look good in front of cute blond army doctor*

John: look at my innocent face

Sherlock: this shot was quite badass

John: okay it was me

Sherlock: hot

John: I know right

Mycroft: and now do i scare you

John: youve got a serious problem

Sherlock: stop playing with my date you little shit bro im the queen

John: okay weird fam

John: you idiot

Sherlock: ok but you're so cute when you say that

Sherlock: take me

John: what

Sherlock: another not gay date?

John: yes yes yes yes

John: with candles

Mycroft: ok i ship them

Anthean: do I look like I give a shit again

Sherlock having a secret crush on you would include...

A/N: Okay, I love him bye I’m trash…also prepare for lots of Sherlock to come in the future bc I found my spirit animal in him lol okay bye I’m gonna really leave now…

MASTERLIST

so okay don’t expect this to be easy and quick bc he’s a mess but the fluffiest must beautiful human mess and Sherlock and emotional attachment…uhm yeah 

we all know he had a small crush on Irene but slowly falling in love with you, you can’t tell me that this wouldn’t be different

honestly, he’d fall very hard for you

SO THIS WOULD BE HUGE

firstly, he’d not know what to do with his feelings for straight up half a year and think he’s sick or something, or unintentionally high or as if he had lost it

he’d always get super nervous around you and extra cocky to prove his cleverness and such in front of you, probably up to the point his crush wouldn’t be that secret anymore 

basically, he’d be ALSO the smoothest charmer without noticing it

because brainy is sexy (no i didn’t just say that)

imagine you’d be Molly’s best friend (why do I stan this concept soooo much), and she’d be the first to notice that Sherlock, in fact, has a major crush on you

you’d probably be a student in London and would always join Molly at work during her lunch breaks

Molly would be disappointed at first but tbh she can’t help but ship you two

to everyone’s surprise Sherlock invited you to a case when he was at the morgue aka Molly’s working place, finding a stupid excuse to do so such as: ‘her thoughts don’t scream as obnoxious as yours when you worry about  your newest date, John.’ ‘i don’t even…’ ‘…date? yeah i know it never works for you’

he calls out your name a lot, idk why but I can imagine it really calms him down and you melt every time because it sounds just that good when he says it

he’d probably secretly LOVE it when you call him by his name because yeah, but he always whines when you call him with any silly nickname you can make up even though he secretly loves it

as he likes to observe (I mean that’s pretty clear, isn’t it?) everything on a daily basis, he LOVES to observe you

he always stares at you when he thinks you won’t notice it but his stares are always so intense that they literally make you feel flustered every time

at the point where you catch him staring: ‘Sherlock, this is getting creepy’ he’d be sooooo flustered and shy and not come up with a snarky response (probably after one minute of not moving but he’s not low key at all)

HAVE YOU SEEN HIS BEAUTIFUL BLUE EYES?! okay, moving on

he probably loves to admire how your eyes crease when you laugh, how your hair falls into your face when you move or what silly faces you show him as a response to his smart ass talking

him acting like a whiny child in front of you to get your attention

probably has an obsession w your laugh and tries hard af to hear it often

as he’s soft, he’d probably start to show his affection only by defending you in arguments, bringing you food or coffee whenever you haven’t eaten/drunk anything or lend you his coat (which btw would smell amazing, I’m 100% sure) when it’s cold, or lend you any clothing because he loves the look of it

when he realizes how much you mean to him and how hard he has already fallen he pretty much tries to avoid you at all costs bc he can’t really deal w his feelings nor control them but indirectly he always seeks you out too

he cannot outrun his feelings this time

a lot of stuttering and forgetful Sherlock bc your presence is killing him AlWaYs like how did this boi solve any case at all in your presence?! how?

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Outtakes.

OMG afsdsrdgxhcgfddsddfggh..... It's so cute UwU

Stephen's eyes were always green now. Not the type of green they used to be, when the light hit them right, and Tony saw them shift between deep green and light green and every shade in between. The blues and the yellows and the browns were gone entirely. 

Tony had once tried to catalog all the ways that Stephen's eyes changed, with difference in light and movement of his head and maybe Stephen's mood, though Stephen complained it was simply sectoral heterochromia, that Tony was being ridiculous, he didn't need to have several gigabytes of data on theories and notes on Stephen's eye colors, what the hell Tony. 

But that was many years ago, before the changes had really set in. And now, Stephen's eyes were always green, the green of the time stone.

Stephen had just come home from a many months, less-than-pleasant-jaunt through the darker dimensions, and his face was gray and his gaunt, and his eyes glowed with the power of the stone, how it coursed through him without restraint now, even when he took The Eye off. 

Tony had held him tight, fed him, striped him of his wrecked robes, and wrapped him up in bed. It was almost 16 hours later, and Stephen hadn't woken, and Tony hadn't slept, working down on his workshop and keeping one eye on the video feed of the bedroom. 

But Tony hadn't slept in a while before Stephen portalled back, first a minor villain and then a meeting or two and then an idea for an invention that couldn't wait, and now he was running on fumes. His body knew it was time to rest, even if his mind didn't. 

So he went upstairs, mentally preparing himself to wind down, to get ready for bed. But when he got to the bedroom, saw Stephen sleeping, he just… couldn't. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his partner, taking him in.

The eyes weren't the only change. Over the years, Stephen hadn't really aged even as Tony accumulated gray hairs, had started using tenses oddly, writing in languages that Tony was pretty sure didn't exist yet or had died off long ago, looking far off in the distance when he thought Tony wasn't looking; but Tony was always looking.

It was odd, to be on this side of things. He was a hero in his own right, he knew what it was like to carry the weight of the world, to sacrifice a part of yourself so that others may live. But it was different to watch as the person he loved slowly changed in front of him.

Stephen shifted, sighed in his sleep, and Tony smiled, automatic. Stephen may be different, changed. But Tony was changed too, because that's what time does; it changes people. And maybe the euphoria of early love had faded from them. But in its place there was… peace. Understanding. And yes, love. Just as fierce and as true as the first time they had kissed.

Stephen shifted again, and his eyes worked their way open, hazy as the last bit of sleep left him.

And Stephen's eyes were green. But he was there, in their bed, next to Tony.

Stephen looked around, and saw Tony looking at him.

"Anything in particular you are looking at?" Stephen rumbled, raising an eyebrow. The haughty effect was completely ruined by his bedhead.

Tony laughed, leaned forward, kissed him.

"Just thinking about my favorite color."

I am sorry but there is no heterosexual way you can interpret this scene in, cause…

John’s smirk…

He looks to his right

Looks to his left to make sure they’re alone

He senses an opportunity

Then fucking goes for it

He goes for it hard, just to make sure

The moment of realisation

John Watson’s “did I just see Sherlock’s dick” face

John Watson’s “on a scale of one to ten how inappropriate is to have first sex in Buckingham Palace” face