This should be considered a crime!
To have London fall into nothing but its typical drought of excitement! Everyone should be held liable for deteriorating the only thing worth my attention!
𓃗
sheepfilms
Sade Olutola

@theartofmadeline
The Bright Sessions
Fieri Frames
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

if i look back, i am lost
No title available
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
No title available
todays bird
art blog(derogatory)
Cosimo Galluzzi
occasionally subtle

Jimmy Eat World
Mike Driver
EXPECTATIONS
Interview Vampire Daily
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from Mexico

seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from France

seen from Colombia

seen from United States

seen from Canada

seen from Türkiye
seen from Brazil
seen from Iraq

seen from India

seen from Colombia
seen from Morocco

seen from Maldives

seen from Ukraine

seen from Germany
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
@eyes-fixed-on-me
This should be considered a crime!
To have London fall into nothing but its typical drought of excitement! Everyone should be held liable for deteriorating the only thing worth my attention!
Well I should of believed Harriet when she told me that she knew I was gay… *he closed his eyes and gave a quick laugh*
Not what I meant. *he smiled before placing a hand on John's cheek, pushing him to face the other way in a playful gesture* It doesn't matter what she calls you. Here I was perfectly happy with not bringing myself into a relationship, yet happier than I ever was when I wasn't. Terms defining sexuality are so trivial. *gives another kiss to the other corner of John's lips* But for all it's worth, I'm glad she was right.
*John gave a rare smile down at Sherlock, laughing* Well… It’s been three years. I have a whole lot of good feelings towards you coming home, but glad is a summary of all of them. *he scrunched his nose down at him, in a weird way, but he was smiling at least*
Humor me, would you? *wraps his hand around one of John's fingers, squeezing it affectionately* Besides glad, what else would you say to describe the coming of us?
all the fluff ever
I don't think I can ever NOT roleplay fluff.
I need a moment to breathe.
*He laughed and pressed his nose against Sherlock’s hair, inhaling his oh so familiar scent* I’m just glad you’re back home. *He whispered*
*Sherlock smiled to himself and allowed for a laugh to escape him* Well, I'm much more than just glad. I am so passionately moved by our being together again that *tilts his head back and places one soft kiss at the edge of John's lips* I don't think I can honestly say I regret doing that.
I guess, plus Sherlock, lemme remind you. I love you. I would probably not say no if you asked me to be your… boyfriend. *John breathed relief for once in a long time*
*Sherlock played with John's hands a little while longer, his pale ones running over the other's tenderly* I was under the impression that I didn't have to ask. I thought the the request had already been made, even if I hadn't actually told you about it.
TEN DAY SHERLOCK CHALLENGE » 02. favorite female character ∟ MOLLY HOOPER
*John nods to all the questions asked* Yes, you are the first. I was only with them, because really, they asked me out, and I couldn’t say no.
Well, you could have said no this time around. *sits himself up, back pressed against John's front as hands wrapped around his stomach, fingers finding their way to John's own before he began picking at them* You an idiot, John. *presses his lips against John's hand after raising them* And I'm glad to call you... My partner? *looks up to him* Would I just say boyfriend then?
but initially, he wanted to be a pirate..
Damien Rice | Rootless Tree
*She raises her own eyebrows, mocking him before shaking her head.* I suppose you are an enigma to many, Mr. Holmes. But I know better.
Oh? Well, now you've gotten my interest. Exactly what do you know about me that makes me so utterly 'bland' {says this with a bit of hidden displeasure} to you?
*John looks down at Sherlock, his head on his laptop* Oh really, I answered the question for you. And I never really believed in love, then I met you. Enough said. *He smiled down at the other man*
Never? *He turns so he can look look up the man, eyes warm with affection.* You've been with so many people before me. *tries to wrap his mind around it* I'm the first you ever loved?
Woman Like A Man- Damien Rice
*his eyes jump fully open when he feels Sherlock’s head against his chest* Perhaps. Either or, I got to meet you and all. *pats his friend’s back.* Now, why were you wondering?
Mhm. *he remains there, breathing in slowly, taking in John's familiar scent* Nothing in particular. I believe you've answered it for me. If you were to ask me what love actually was, before, I would have scoffed and said something unimportant and unneeded. Now, I'm willing to say it's how I feel for a certain blogger of mine. *presses himself further until he ends up lying down, head in John's lap* Do you know what I was wondering about now?