#os&w

[moonsandstarsaregay]

PLOTTING THE ENDING TO OS&W MOODBOARD

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Me, when I see character details I created: *sob*

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“I have many thoughts, none of them coherent” (via @moonsandstarsaregay)

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yeah sex is cool but have you ever hyperfixated on something with your best friend and waited literally vibrating all night until they’re awake because time zones are a bitch just to call them and scream about the other five ideas you had and listen to them scream about their ideas they had while screaming about something that doesn’t even exist yet?

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“You can’t just do things like that,” Watson snapped. 

“Like what? Progress? We got another answer and this time it came with a wonderful therapist recommendation I think you should certainly be entertaining the possibility of for your very obvious anger management issues,” Sherlock spat, and when Watson growled in frustration and raked a hand through his hair, miming strangling the other man, he just shrugged. “Go ahead, throttle me in public, it’ll only prove my point,” he said, infuriatingly. 

“You can’t just lie and tell someone we’re the parents of a murdered child because you think it’ll get you answers faster,” Watson hissed. 

“Oh I see,” Sherlock said, and Watson almost leaped with joy. “You’re homophobic.” And the moment was lost. 

Watson, before he very seriously throttled the other man, turned and walked away. 

“Oh come on Watson--” Sherlock called after him, the picture of innocence. “Was it something I said?”

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“OoooOoooO--You wanna kiss me so bad it’s stupid” 

“Right after I fucking wring your stupid neck out you--”

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Sherlock: *who’s not neurotypical and has a really hard time realizing that people around him are not in his brain 24/7 and don’t have the context he has learning something* “This is a well known fact.”

Watson: *who’s been told his whole life he’s slow for being bad at verbalizing thoughts and skipping out on school because it doesn’t interest him until hs when he finally got the help he needed/ accelerated classes that challenged him and then he realized doctors make a fuck ton of money so he decided to just fuck around and become one so he doesn’t have to rely on anyone else but still doesn’t understand that means he’s super fucking smart and just assumes all his high specific/ advanced knowledge is common because he’s ‘not smart’* “yeah” 

Normal people: “What the fuck ??? no???????

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Hey, my friend Moony and I decided modern Sherlock interpretations just weren't (gay/ neurodivergent/ traumatic/ stupid/ etc) enough.... so we're making our own

<3

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Without hesitating Sherlock climbed through the shattered drivers-side window of his car, and Watson just blinked at him. 

“Did you break the window?” he asked, incredulous. 

“Obviously,” Sherlock said with a frown. “You’re the one who locked me in.”

“I broke the door lock, not the window button,” Watson said. 

Sherlock looked down at the buttons on his door and made a short hm noise. “I didn’t realize there were so many.” 

Watson just stared. “How much money did you waste bribing someone into giving you a license?” 

“Oh I don’t have one,” Sherlock said, fussing with the buttons until he got the passengers-side window to roll down.

“Half of the police force is related to me,” Watson said, dumbfounded. 

“Exactly! No one will pull me over now!” 

Don’t even look at me unless ur at least this stupid