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♟ THETABLOIDWHORE
"Is that so? You might want to start explaining more. Would be quite helpful.”
❛ —— Nonsense, it’s all rather boring, really. Shall we get out of here? ❜
♟ MORTEMISMS
“but you have time to put bullets in the walls. i want you to have him.”
❛ —— okay i’ll be more clear. i don’t want him. ❜
! ---- aggressively wants to rp with all the kingsman blogs.
♟ THETABLOIDWHORE
"A disagreement? Did you disagree with them or was it the other way around? I just hope that you weren’t the one to start it, Sherl.”
❛ —— I didn’t start it, but I definitely finished it. ❜
♟ 221BDOCTORWATSON
Now with that his look turned to him, as if trying to see if he was being serious. Something that obvious and the man known for being a great detective hadn’t picked up. “So to you a case in which you catch the bloody criminal is considered successful and damn the victim?” his voice was becoming enraged and he had to control himself to not turn it into a shout. He snorted. “If this had been a code provided by a naked woman you would surely have picked up a lot sooner.”
John was angry and Sherlock felt like he had been slapped. He blinked once, slowly, before setting his tea on the counter and heading back into the living room.
❛ —— Irene Adler has NOTHING to do with this case. ❜
he replied once distance once again existed between them. He started up a steady pace across the floor be- tween his chair and John’s. Back and forth, back and forth, brain sorting through data as he went.
❛ I took it because it was INTERESTING and in my solving it I prevented a number of other murders. I am NOT the police, John - thank God for that or the damn thing would never get solved - but victims are their job, not mine.❜
♟ THETABLOIDWHORE
“Waking up early to come and bail you out of jail isn’t exactly the way I planned to spend my Saturday morning. What did you even do to get yourself arrested?”
❛ —— There was a disagreement... ❜
♟ mortemisms
“and why can’t you?”
❛ —— don’t be RIDICULOUS. i don’t have time for a pet. ❜
It really is the saddest irony, how you push everyone away, thinking they are only looking for a reason to leave you. And in the end, you are alone either way.
(via yourtickettothemultiverse)
♟ thenameisq
Q paused when the other looked over him like he was analyzing everything about him, naturally he knew all about him and his skills.
“Not what I am here for. Call it family matters.”
An eyebrow raised towards his hairline. He refused to acknowledge the way his heart momentarily seized at the thought of something happening to his parents or God forbid to Mycroft. He’d haunt Sherlock until the end of his days.
❛ —— Did somebody finally off Mycroft? I’ll have to send them a fruit basket. ❜
♟ mortemisms
“…you want me to take in a stray cat?”
❛ —— it would be CONVENIENT, yes. ❜
♟ thenameisq
“Call it confirming suspicions.” He glanced at the other briefly, there was a resemblance, that much he could see.
Eyes scanned over the man before him. OFFICIAL is all Sherlock really cared to know about him. He was probably one of Mycroft’s lackeys come here to pester him.
❛ —— YES, I really did solve all those crimes, NO I wasn’t the murderer --anything else?❜
friendly reminder that molly nearly called her cat sherlock but it was too fluffy and cute so it wouldn’t be fitting. (x)
♟ 221bdoctorwatson
With a sigh, John turned to him, though he was averting his look. “Think about the last case we solved. Really think about it. Does nothing come to your mind about what you could have done wrong?”
His face scrunched in thought. Pale eyes were still boring into the side of John’s head, where the gaze would be returned if his flatmate only looked at him.
❛ —— NO, I solved it perfectly--the running through back-alleys could have been avoided if I’d acted a little quicker perhaps, but before that point his identity hadn’t been confirmed... ❜
he trailed off, realising that was not the answer that John wanted to hear. Okay, details of case back in their place, he thought of John and his placement in the case. He squinted harder.