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“Last” | A Very Short Sherlock Fanfiction
Because I don’t have much time during the day. This is all I could managed.
The sounds I just made at my screen were not pleasant.
But neither is this.
stop it stOP THIS
(via staying-alive-is-so-boring)
ununpentium:ibelieveinmycroft:memory-palace:
Sherlock fandom still going strong. In 1911.
(via do-you-have-a-flag)
#watson is so far back in the closet not only did he find narnia he found dean winchester
Beautiful Tag.
(via do-you-have-a-flag)
My friend was an enthusiastic musician, being himself not only a very capable performer but a composer of no ordinary merit. All the afternoon he sat in the stalls wrapped in the most perfect happiness, gently waving his long, thin fingers in time to the music, while his gently smiling face and his languid, dreamy eyes were as unlike those of Holmes the sleuth-hound, Holmes the relentless, keen-witted, ready-handed criminal agent, as it was possible to conceive. In his singular character the dual nature alternately asserted itself, and his extreme exactness and astuteness represented, as I have often thought, the reaction against the poetic and contemplative mood which occasionally predominated in him.
That. Is. Gorgeous.
(via nicholsonsbiscuits)
