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[artofdeductionbysholmes]

what is your favourite quality about john? (i'll ask him the same question about you)

His bum. ... No, the thighs, probably. Yes. The thighs.

SH

[consult-sherlockholmes]

what happens if you microwave eyes :3 asking for a freind

The eyes get cooked. The lens clouds because the proteins denaturate due to the heat. The vitreous liquid inside the eye turns into steam causing an increase in pressure and thus the eye explodes. Just like when you microwave an egg, it explodes and the proteins turn from transparent goo into firmer white jelly.

[artofdeductionbysholmes]

What makes John's thighs so appealing to you, Mr. Holmes? Or are you going to keep that away from us (and John aswell)?

Have you seen his legs up close? Specifically the thighs. Actually, on second thought, I rather hope you haven't.

A photograph would suffice.

SH

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I love you.

Please don’t climb any rooftops again, yeah?

Bad dream? After… you know, after we chased that fraud through Camden and got separated?

John, I can't honestly promise that I'll never climb onto another roof. You know me better than that. But I can promise I'll never make you watch me fall from one again.

S

[artofdeductionbysholmes]

Apparently this is the moment when I'm meant to say something reassuring. Or romantic. I won't. I will simply tell the truth.

John, it is not a coincidence that we stand here today, exactly sixteen years after we first met, binding ourselves together forever. We chose this day deliberately— like fate, a concept I can neither believe in nor entirely dismiss, chose us. A day that has been special to me since the moment I met you, and now will be more so.

Over the last few days, I have found myself wondering whether I might wake at any moment and discover this is a dream. That may be something I encounter for the rest of my life. Because this is rare. You are rare.

Statistically speaking, you are an anomaly, John Watson. You survive things you shouldn't. You forgive things you shouldn't. You notice details most people miss— usually about other people— and miss details that are obvious about yourself. You insist on eating breakfast. You believe in second chances. Most importantly, you make the world make sense when it shouldn't. You remind me that people matter even when puzzles are easier. You keep me human— which is irritating, but so important. When I called you a Conductor of Light, I was not exaggerating. I was telling the truth.

I cannot predict what the future holds for us. But I can make promises for our future together. I don't promise perfection. I promise attention and honesty. I will notice when you are tired before you admit it. I will learn your silences even when you pretend you do not have them. I promise to continue arguing with you. To continue coming home with you, even when the case isn't finished. And I will continue to trust you with the parts of me I do not offer lightly to anyone but you.

You chose me. And I am choosing you in return. Deliberately. Without regret.

That is what this is.

(The wedding picture is a photoshop edit/ manip by @safedistancefrombeingsmart .)

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… Please don’t tell me you just texted your brother about deleting my “naked pictures on the internet”?

You somehow look even more tense now.

S

[artofdeductionbysholmes]

Mr. Holmes! If you want more pictures of your lovely husband that are floating around the internet, here's one of him in secondry school! Look at how little he is!!

Some things never change. :)

More importantly, who's the other bloke?

SH

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Marvelous

Where did you get those?

SH