John, did I do it wrong?
Did he do it fucking wrong? Ugh just kill me with a rusty spoon, and rip my eyes out. HE THOUGHT HE DID IT FUCKING WRONG!? FUCK!
I’m sobbing even today from that scene
There might be a day when I don’t reblog this scene, but that day isn’t today.
He just up and reads a love letter. Out loud. In front ot everyone. AND HE HAS NO IDEA
Reblogging again because: YES. THIS.
(Also reblogging again because it’s, like, my fave.)
It just breaks my damned heart how he automatically turns to John. John is his barometer for how he should behave, his conduit for understanding the world.
God, he’s gut-wrenching.
these two can never, ever be apart. Never
i seriously heard john say that when i saw the screencap
i loooooove personality quizzes and astrology and alignments and personality types because i’m completely obsessed with myself
"Did you get it? Did you get it?" Molly asked excitedly when John and Sherlock finally paid her a visit after they got back from comic con. "Yes, one mint condition Uncanny X-Men #96 featuring the first appearance of Dr. Moira MacTaggert, and as a bonus one slightly less than mint condition Avengers Annual #10 featuring the first appearance of Rogue," John said handing over the comics. "And Stan Lee's autograph!" Sherlock said remembering their last surprise, "next year you're coming with us."