“It is that friendship – you take this cold, remarkable, difficult, dangerous, borderline psychopath man, and you wonder what might have happened to him had he not met his best friend, a friend that no one would have put him with, this solid, dependable, brave, big-hearted war hero. I think people fall in love, not with Sherlock Holmes or Dr. Watson, but with their friendship.” - Steven Moffat



Sherlock is expecting the punch. As the pain blossoms on his cheek (very consistent, well done John), he feels a certain satisfaction borne out of the idea that he’s somehow apologising without having to use the words, because Sherlock knows himself well enough to acknowledge that he’d take the punch over the words every single time.

Finish Line (by arthurdented)



crieffs:

“Why would I need you?”


thescienceofobsession:

frozen-days-we-set-ablaze:

what-if-jesus-were-a-timelord:

How John just catches the hat. Because they’ve had discussions like this before. He’s just used to his husband throwing things at him.

Lol now that you mention it, he IS so calm about it 

That’s why John is so awesome - he just goes with everything.


“I never had anyone to leave behind. Anyone who’d miss me.” He looks at me again and there is something raw behind his eyes. “Will you miss me, John?”

My throat feels pinhole-thin. I swallow hard. “Till the end of my days, Sherlock.”

Alone On the Water






postersolitude:

I don’t have friends, I’ve only got one.

(part one of dream-of-a-dream’s graphics pack.)



and i knew that you were a truth i would rather lose
than to have never lain beside at all