if i was really famous id go to madame tussauds and stand really still
My name is Runa.
Wannabe artist, huge nerd in general, a farmer's daughter and die-hard sherlockian.
I love that John Watson isn’t just Sherlock’s roommate- some random guy that runs around with him and refills the fridge. He actually has helpful skills of his own. He’s a doctor, he can fight.
It’s not just the “Sherlock uses his amazing intellect and John trails after him like a fridge-filling puppy” story/show/movie. It’s the ”Sherlock and his badass ex-army doctor solve cases and kick ass together" story/show/movie.
attention passengers this is your pilot speaking, we’re going to be experiencing some heavy turbulence shortly so please strap in. this loser just bet that i couldn’t do a 360 barrel roll in this thing and let’s just say i’m about to be $20 richer real soon
sherlock having nightmares after he shoots magnussen, though. just imagine it. sherlock staying up, sleeping as little as possible for weeks after the moriarty business is somehow resolved and finally, when sherlock is working a case with the yard, lestrade sends him home because 'you need to get some sleep, sunshine' and lestrade calls john all worried and john comes to 221B, he comes home, and he hears distressed sounds coming from sherlock’s bed room so of course he investigates and seconds after he opens the door, sherlock jerks upright in bed, tears on his cheeks, scratch marks up and down his neck, panting and sobbing, muttering the words murderer, im a murderer, im sorry im so sorry i didnt mean— oh god and john’s heart just shatters.