ineffableboyfriends:

[part 1][part 2][part 3]

sherlockspeare:

Want to add something dirty naughty caption to this but can’t come up with anything good. So I just..

seirun:

Sherock_Oops wrong Ring by ~aulauly7

ineffableboyfriends:

[part 2]

decompositiondance:

rox712:

Remember that there was an art auction to raise funds for tumbl-con? Look what I bought! It was made by the wonderful Decomposition Dance, and it’s mine!! Thank you so much!

Thank you so much for helping raising funds for tumblr-con, luv, and for bidding on my art. I really hope you are pleased with it<3

ballsandgarters:

Fluffy greaserLock done in class.

carry-on-my-wayward-sanity:

buttholejamboree:

redkiteslongnights:

Sherlock’s face. he’s like, bloody hell

can you hear me from that far back in the closet?

How’s Narnia this time of year?

can you hear me from that far back in the closet?

How’s Narnia this time of year?

im so done with you all

carinapereira87:

“Sherlock?”

“Hum.”

“We need to get up.”

“I know.”

But he didn’t move. Instead, as if threatened by the words, he pulled John closer, placing a hand on his head and stroking John’s hair with his long, exquisite fingers. John did not complain or move. His ear was placed over Sherlock’s chest and the uneven beating of his heart sounded like a lullaby.

“Don’t go today.” Sherlock asked, his eyes still closed, enjoying the warmth John’s body provided, leaning against his own.

“But I have to work.” John complained, holding him closer.

“Call in sick. A doctor can’t see their patients sick.”

“But I am not sick. That would be lying.”

“Not exactly.” Sherlock affirmed. “You are sick. Lovesick.”

John laughed this time, the trembling of his body as he did so shaking Sherlock as well. John kissed Sherlock’s chest over the shirt and smiled.

“Who told you that I love you?”

Sherlock opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling.

“Will you stay?” he asked.

John took a deep breath. He didn’t think he had a choice.

“Of course.” he answered, his body relaxing now, knowing he was going nowhere.

“Well, that told me.” Sherlock said, simply, kissing his forehead and smiling.

John smiled back. That fool was right, he did love him.

John pulled the sheets up, covering them both, and closed his eyes again, as Sherlock did, feeling his heart beating at the exact same pace as Sherlock’s.

Lovesick. He liked the symptoms.

WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE RELATIONSHIPS IN SHERLOCK

bakerstreetbabes:

ilovesherlocksomuch:

Anderson cheats on his wife with Donovan

Mrs. Hudson has problems with all of her men

Molly has trouble finding and keeping dates

I’m pretty sure Lestrade is having problems with his wife

Sherlock and Mycroft don’t get along

John is having problems with his sister who is having problems with or is divorced with her lover

Even Irene and Kate- Think about what Irene does for a living

….

But then there is John and Sherlock

Thank you goodnight 

Yep.