#chemistrbee

[blogging-in-jumpers]

( @chemistrbee )

[text: honeybee] Babe, who’s hand is in our fridge?

[text: honeybee] Also, why?

[blogging-in-jumpers]

@chemistrbee

Happy birthday Sherlock!

I’m not entirely sure what this is but I thought you’d like it and that you’d look amazing in it. <3 Love, John

[of-tea-and-cardigans]

He grinned as he let himself into 221B without knocking. “Sherlock! You home or did you forget we had plans and run off on a case?” He called.

[of-tea-and-cardigans]

☼ -chemistrbee SH&MH

send me ☼ and i’ll bold all those that apply to your muse:

I would hurt you if the opportunity presented itself | I never want to see you again | I’m jealous of you | I find you attractive | I find you REALLY attractive | I crave your approval | I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about your approval | I enjoy your company | I want us to have a future together (this sounds homo but it’s not that’s gross they’re brothers) | I wish we were dating | I wish we’d never met | I’ve thought about you while masturbating | I would fuck you | I’m using you | I love you | I’d take a bullet for you | I’ve been dishonest with you (like baby lies when they were young) | I wish you’d leave me alone | I’d do anything you asked of me |

[di-silverfox]

Happy Birthday, Mycroft I wasn’t sure what to get you, but hopefully you like this. I thought of you when I saw him. Yours truely, Greg

[of-tea-and-cardigans]

Moodboard >>> The Holmes Siblings

chemistrbee

[of-tea-and-cardigans]

❥ ~chemistrbee SH&MH

meme {ACCEPTING}

~Sherlock~

BOLD YOUR CHOICES

Affections; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs | Cuddling | PDA | Sleeping on | Sharing food | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Brushing hair | Petting hair | No displays of affection

Get Together;Picnic | Cinema Theatre | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Your place | My place | The internet

Would my character…

Marry them for tax benefits? Yes | No (that’s illegal) (and gross)Be sex friends? Yes | NOHave children/adopt? Yes | No Die for your character? Yes | No Steal from your character? Yes | No Steal for your character? Yes | NoLie to them? Yes | No Lie for them? Yes | No Help hide a body? Yes | No

~Mycroft~

BOLD YOUR CHOICES

Affections; Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs | Cuddling | PDA | Sleeping on | Sharing food | Whispers | Affectionate texts | Brushing hair | Petting hair | No displays of affection

Get Together;Picnic | Cinema | Restaurant | Sports game | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Your place | My place | The internet

Would my character…

Marry them for tax benefits? Yes | No Be sex friends? Yes | NoHave children/adopt? Yes | No Die for your character? Yes | No Steal from your character? Yes | No Steal for your character? Yes | NoLie to them? Yes | No Lie for them? Yes | No Help hide a body? Yes | No

[of-tea-and-cardigans]

☂ ~chemistrbee (bc you told me to send it again)

meme {ACCEPTING}

((darn right i did))

It still didn’t quite feel real. His brother had been dead three weeks and only now was the funeral finally taking place. Sherrinford had organized it. The Prime Minister had offered but Sherrinford had practically bitten his head off. For no real reason, he realized now. He just couldn’t bear the thought of someone else doing the arrangements. 

Anthea had helped him of course. She sat with him and Sherlock in the front row. She really had been unspeakably helpful to them in the past few weeks. They’d wandered through their days like children looking for their parent. Many people spoke, some he knew, most he didn’t. 

When it was Sherrinford’s turn he stood and made his way up slowly. As he looked out at the crowd he felt so small. He cleared his throat.

“To be honest, I’m not sure what I should say. Everyone who’s spoken has told about what an amazing man he was. And he was. He was the best man I ever knew. But I suppose I should tell you more. I mean, I want to tell you how he was an amazing brother.” He paused and cleared his throat again. “I can’t put into words how incredible he was. Honestly, I feel a little lost now, without him. He loved his family. He loved his family more than anything. And we loved him. We still do.” He said, looking at Sherlock, who nodded. “We both love you, Mycroft. We always will. Wherever you are we only hope you’re happy and look down on us with love. You’ll always be in our hearts. We love you, goodbye.”

He wiped his eyes and went back to his seat, putting his arms around Sherlock and crying with him. He’s so glad Sherlock has John now. He’d need someone to hold him. As their brother’s body was lowered into the ground they stood close, watching silently but for the odd sniffle here and there. 

When the service was done they stayed behind, assuring John they would be alright and see him later. They didn’t say anything, just stood at his grave stone quietly until John came back and took them home.