#freemanwatson

[yonderlad]

tbh kinda surprised and a little pleased that my dash has so little sherlock on it

[yonderlad]

remember remember the day sherlock emotionally blackmailed his “best friend” into forgiving him

[yonderlad]

Johnlock?

Aye aye! 

I'll do it for BBC!Sherlock because that's what I see as Johnlock. If you meant another version, do feel free to say!

shops for groceries

It's John, as we have seen. Sherlock will not buy milk.

kills the spiders

John kills spiders; Sherlock just lets them be

comes home drunk at 3am

Oh the definitely both will

makes breakfast

Neither of them really eat much breakfast. They'll both have a bit of toast sometimes but neither of them really eats a full breakfast

remembers to feed the fish

John will; Sherlock will only feed them if he's also performing experiments on them

decorates the apartment

They both kind of like it as it is. Even John's become fond of the mess.

initiates duets

Sherlock doesn't like to sing, but he'll often play a song John knows on the violin and John will start to sing; it's their kind of duet.

falls asleep first

It takes John forever to persuade Sherlock to get in bed, but when he does he falls asleep instantly because he's always sleep deprived

[yonderlad]

Also personally I see John as heterosexual and biromantic, but that's just me.

[yonderlad]

Sorry not sorry but can I just point that maybe Sherlock's saying that John can't have had a life without Sherlock cause Sherlock's had no life wihout John?

[yonderlad]

Reposting this.

“Sherlock, do you know what time it is?” He knows, of course he knows. It’s the fourth time this week he’s been to bed past midnight and it’s not doing him any favours. He merely shrugs in reply, the buttons of his top now undone, the shirt slipping gracefully off his shoulders. Everything Sherlock does can be described by that word, he is graceful, in a lanky, tall way. He’s thin too, far too thin. “Have you bothered eating at all today?” He shrugs again and I have to take a moment to calm down. Over the year or so I’ve known him he has tested my patience far too much, and I often have yelled, though I’ve always regretted it afterwards. I sigh, knowing he’s tired, knowing I should save the arguments for the morning. I yawn once more, stretching out my arms, giving him the perfect opportunity to curl up to me, a opportunity he takes full advantage of. He rests his head down on my chest, his pale arms wrapping around me as he closes his eyes. I can’t help but smile, my own eyes shutting. I know it’s stupid, but all the arguments and faults melt away when he snuggles up to me and starts to sleep.

[yonderlad]

I promised you Sherlock fluff...

"Sherlock, do you know what time it is?"

He knows, of course he knows. It's the fourth time this week he's been to bed past midnight and it's not doing him any favours.

He merely shrugs in reply, the buttons of his top now undone, the shirt slipping gracefully off his shoulders.  Everything Sherlock does can be described by that word, he is graceful, in a lanky, tall way. He's thin too, far too thin.

"Have you bothered eating at all today?"

He shrugs again and I have to take a moment to calm down. Over the year or so I've known him he has tested my patience far too much, and I often have yelled, though I've always regretted it afterwards. I sigh, knowing he's tired, knowing I should save the arguments for the morning. I yawn once more, stretching out my arms, giving him the perfect opportunity to curl up to me, a opportunity he takes full advantage of. He rests his head down on my chest, his pale arms wrapping around me as he closes his eyes. I can't help but smile, my own eyes shutting. I know it's stupid, but all the arguments and faults melt away when he snuggles up to me and starts to sleep.

:: Okay, I know, it's not that good...but it's the first thing I attempted to write, and I did write it during an English lesson.