I WAS writing a somber and said scene, BUT NOOOOOOO, Spotify decided that this was the perfect song
This is how I currently feel
top 3 places to bleed out:
1. the snow
2. your lover/best friend/homoerotic comradeโs arms
3. bathroom floor
Sharpened my nails ๐
And if anyone is wondering, yes they do leave a mark
Hear me out
Wear these and a few of these
Then act weird so like the camera would think it's AI and not actual footage
Then rob a bank
my favorite type of grian posts are the ones he made years ago that only got dug up recently
An adaptation of Sherlock Holmes set in a world in which the fictional character/literary juggernaut Sherlock Holmes, and all the subsequent adaptations thereof, still exist.
Sherlock Holmes (pronounced Holl-mess, as he is constantly reminding people) just had the misfortune of having parents who really liked the books, and his attitude towards his fictional counterpart is pretty much the same as that of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Sherlock runs a Youtube Theory channel called Mysteries Unwrapped with Sherlock Holmes. He has received no less than seven cease and desist letters from the Conan Doyle estate, all of which he has so faded managed to rebuff by pointing out that that's literally his name.
(No he won't change his name. He's Sherlock Holmes the real live human person. Let Sherlock Holmes the non existent fictional character change his name.)
John is Sherlock's flatmate. Sherlock almost refused to live with him once he realised that it would mean staying with a medical student named John, and only gave in once John pointed out that: a) he's a biomedical student, which is completely different from an md, and b) his surname isn't Watson.
It's now been three years, which is long enough for them to have developed a genuine friendship, and for John to have a) started working towards his PhD in biotechnology, and b) for him to start dating somebody with the surname Watson.
Sherlock can feel the narrative closing in.
His Youtube channel is meant to be focused on lost media, fan theories and stuff like that, but he keeps accidentally stumbling upon and then solving genuine crimes.
His brother Mycroft may or may not have chosen that name after he transitions specifically to annoy him.
He doesn't even live in London, but somehow the only flat they could afford was on a street named fucking Baker Street.
Sherlock Holmes and the Unescapable Power of the Narrative.
Some creeper concepts that I never posted here :P
Hey queer people living in the USA.
No matter what happens, no matter who wins.
Please donโt kill yourself.
You are all so beautiful, and nobody can ever take that away from you.
You donโt deserve to die.
It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr
Holy shit it feels like it hasn't been a whole year
They/Them Marvel nerd, Funko Pop collector, music enjoyer, traveller, cat lover. I don't currently do commissions.
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