Elementary, My dear watson

Holmes. Sherlock Holmes. Consulting detective. I understand things others can't even try to imagine. I am a high functioning sociopath and I will solve your murder. (ACCEPTING EDITS)

[consultingdrugaddict]

‘You showed me a world i could only ever imagine’

boysofengland

[thecumbercollective]

[marci1900]

Send me "have you evers" and I'm gonna answer with yes or no

[tearsforphan-deactivated2017112]

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Dan’s whimpers/moans from his liveshow today. You’re welcome.  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[violincameos]

[callmeshinsenpai]

jealous much?

[peatoe]

I sorta love Dan…💕💗

[consultingdrugaddict]

Fucking life

[ruinedchildhood]

[impastobreath]

The Fantastic Foursome

[dostmotherknowyou]

i want someone to look at me the way dan howell looks at kanye west

[lichtgetint]

to bae or not bae that’s the question

[pissfreak]

glad that tumblr has started putting random ppls posts on my dashboard, love it, thanks for this exciting new feature, definitely want to see posts from people i dont follow, thats why i didnt follow them

[johnnyssilverhand]

Hozier sentence meme

[consultingdrugaddict]

daisylincolns:

❛ Honey, please, try to love me. ❜

❛ I called your name ‘til the fever broke. ❜

❛ Don’t you ever tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash. ❜ 

❛ It looks ugly, but it’s clean. ❜

❛ Babe, there’s something tragic about you. ❜

❛ Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know. ❜

❛ But I want it, it’s a crime that she’s not around most of the time. ❜

❛ Her fight and fury is fiery, oh but she loves like sleep to the freezing. ❜

❛ I prayed my mind be good to me. ❜

❛ With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean, she’s the angel of small death and the codeine scene. ❜

❛ It’s bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweet. ❜

❛ So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes, no better version of me I could pretend to be tonight. ❜

❛ Would things be easier if there was a right way? Honey, there is no right way. ❜

❛ I fall in love just a little, oh a little bit every day with someone new. ❜

❛ My lover’s got humor, she’s the giggle at a funeral. ❜

❛ There’s an art to life’s distractions. ❜

❛ I raised a stone to end his pain. ❜

❛ When I was a child, I heard voices… Some would sing and some would scream. ❜

❛ Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done, I need to be youthfully felt ‘cause, God, I never felt young. ❜

❛ We tried the world, good God, it wasn’t for us.  ❜

❛ I turned and ran to save a life I didn’t have. ❜

❛ But my peace has always depended on all the ashes in my wake. ❜

❛ I wake at the first cringe of morning, and my heart’s already sinned. ❜

❛ Always a well dressed fraud, who wouldn’t spare the rod. Never for me. ❜

❛ I was born sick, but I love it. Command me to be well. ❜

❛ Freshly disowned in some frozen devotion, no more alone or myself could I be. ❜

❛ I clutched my life, and wished it kept. My dearest love, I’m not done yet. ❜

❛ No shortage of sordid, no protest from me. ❜

❛ I have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me. ❜

❛ Two corpses we were, two corpses I saw. ❜

❛ All that I’ve been taught, and every word I’ve got, is foreign to me. ❜

❛ I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me. ❜

❛ You’ve done me wrong for a long, long time. But after all you’ve done I never changed my mind. ❜

❛ Honey, you know that’s my love bursting loud from inside. ❜

❛ I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife. ❜

❛ The purest expression of grief. ❜

❛ Lord, it’d be great to find a place we could escape sometime. ❜

❛ Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword. ❜

❛ I found something in the woods somewhere. ❜

❛ Babe, there’s something broken about this, but I might be hoping about this. ❜

[sentient-toast]

[bryontour]

This should be a book for kids.

[consultingdrugaddict]

Closed Rp||Boysofengland||Your Pretty Boy

boysofengland Sherlock hasn't seen Hector in almost 3 weeks. He was out on another hit in the states. Sherlock sighed. He was bored. He solved 8 cases since Hector has been gone. He sighed. He hated the nights alone but he was becoming used to Hector going away on hits. Sherlock began playing the violin. He looked at the clock and checked the time. 4pm He put his violin back in the case and decided on making some tea. His phone vibrated. He got a text from Hector stating that the assassin was gonna be home in an hour. He was eager for Hector to come home. He then had an idea. He would relieve some of Hector's stress from the hit when he came home. He smirked. He had the perfect idea. 5 more minutes until Hector walks through the door. Sherlock is on his knees on their bed; hands in front of him on the bed. He wore some baby blue lingerie with white thigh high socks that had blue ribbon bows on the side rims and he had a white collar on. He thought he looked some what decent. He had three different bottles of flavored lube on the bed with him including Vanilla, Cherry, and strawberry. He also had an arrangement of plugs and dildos. 5 all together. Two plugs, three dildos. And right in front of him was the riding crop. Everything was perfect. Now he just needed Hector.

[consultingdrugaddict]

I'm always gonna be replaced. I'll always just be the one people go to when there's no one else. Nobody fucking needs me. I will never be someones first choice. Ill never be the one where someone sees something and thinks of me.