#highlyfunctioningsherlock

[fallforsherlock]

oh my gosh thank you so much for the follow i may be fangirling slightly at the moment because your blog is just perfection!! ♥

You're welcome :) and awww, thank you!! :D that has made my day! <33

[fallforsherlock]

i think my favourite song at the moment is probably undisclosed desires by muse :)

Not heard it :) 

URL: don’t understand / okay / good / great / who did you kill?!?

Icon: not my thing / okay / good / great / masterpiece!

Theme: not my type / okay / good / great / gimme gimme!

Posts: not for me / okay / good / great / stalking you!

Overall: 9/10

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No more for now please

Blacklist #Jades rates if you don’t want this!

[middleage-brotherdear]

Stop bothering John -SH

Stop being mean to Anthea, John is sort of my friend, therefore, I can talk to him.

I'm nice to the one you love, please be nice to the one I love, Sherlock. MH

[mycrofts-cupcake-blog]

johnhwatsonsblog:

John gave Sherlock a not so subtle, not-quite gentle elbow to the side. Honestly, John was upset with Mycroft too, but did Sherlock have to bring out the barbs first thing in the morning? It had been enough that John had to deal with Celeste and Mycroft and Anthea all being so acid polite. He took a sip of his tea and leveled a look of rather dubious nature at his personal consulting pain-in-the-arse.

“Good morning Sherlock, sleep well?”

Anthea smirked at Sherlock's apparent anger at her being there. "Something wrong Sherlock, not answering John, that's unusual from what I've heard," she said. She glanced at Mycroft who had just placed a hand on her knee and she smiled at it. It felt nice to be in contact with him again. It hurt for their hands to be away from one another. She started storking his arm as she sipped her tea.

[joanhwatsonsblog-blog]

Bedtime: Sherlock and John

John nestled into Sherlock’s arms. He was dead tired, he was comfortable, but he couldn’t sleep. He was still full of adrenaline from the days previous. He was almost afraid to go to sleep, afraid Sherlock would be gone in the morning, just a dream. “You awake?” he whispered, not wanting to wake him if he wasn’t.

[celesteholmes-blog]

A "Nice" Family Breakfast | Celeste, Sherlock, John, Anthea, Mycroft (in that order)

Celeste checked on the boys a couple times during the next day, but it seemed they were determined to sleep through to the next morning. She herself even got a little rest. Mycroft and Anthea would be there in the morning for breakfast.

She went down that morning feeling rather chipper. She awaited the arrival of her older son and his fiance, and when they arrived, they went into the winter garden, a sort of solarium with plants and the like all round, and sat down to wait for the other two. John was down next, taking his seat quietly and drinking tea like he was not fully awake yet. One more to go...

[joanhwatsonsblog-blog]

((OOC Mayhem: My bad!))

((Didnt Notice Seb got all the operatives so... lets just say John found two dead, stabilized the third who is incapacitated, and so left behind the wall, and he is storming the door all on his own. More dramatic that way anyways ;p ))

[joanhwatsonsblog-blog]

Mayhem| John, Celeste, Sherlock, Jim, Seb. (In that order)

John gave the place one more sweep and headed back to the road. He was grumbling to himself the whole way. "Not a bloody trace. God damn it, Sherlock... would it kill you to leave... I don't know, a trail of breadcrumbs or something? Fuck... that's it, when he gets home I am putting a microchip in him like they do bloody cats..." He hailed a cab and headed back to Eastwell. He was still ranting to himself when he walked in the front door.